When Angels Sing
When I walk barefoot through puddles it's to remind myself that my life can be simple. Well, perhaps more simple than it is. I'm reminded that I can feel fulfilled by this one act of sheer delight. And it is a delight, absolutely. Sometimes I can go weeks without walking barefoot and I pay for it dearly when I do. Over time the soles of my feet can become soft and life's textured surfaces can prove more than a match for such baby softness. I love the changing sensations that come from under... Sign in to see full entry.