I can not keep up with it. It’s the one unecessary evil in life I have a hard time dealing with, no matter how hard I prepare myself for the inevitable. My ecosystem is changing dramatically, I wish I didn’t grow so attached to my environment. I can feel myself growing cold, because I’m afraid.
Sometimes at work I prance and skip around the office with no shoes on. A few people have noticed and commented on this ‘lifestyle’ I’ve subscribed to. They tend to ask me why? I shrug and ask why not. Others will come to my defense and say it’s the island girl in me. Truth be told…
When I’m at my desk I kick off my shoes and when I get up to tend to something, I’m rushing off somewhere, I scramble to find my shoes for 5 seconds with no success. Seconds feel like hours and time is precious, so I just run off, barefoot. It’s not the islander in me, my barefeet is a symbol of time.