Que Sera Sera


I’ve started the summer habit of walking in the door from work, hot and tired, and immediately kicking off my shoes. This is in addition to my regular habit of not ever picking anything up, so a rather large collection of discarded shoes has amassed immediately to the right of the doorway. They look like they’re all milling about, mingling and laughing, like a little shoe cocktail party, and I really hate to interrupt.

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