Wednesday, December 13th, 2006
London, 2005. Just a simple color study. I really enjoyed London. I'd love to go back there for a prolonged visit someday.
A few days ago (in my bare feet... in the absence of light) I unwittingly stepped on the heal of one of my wife's shoes.
It really hurt. (My swearing almost woke her up.)
Today my right foot has a big bruise on the bottom part... it's even a bit swollen and purple. I've never noticed the bottom of my right foot quite the way I'm noticing it now. It's like experiencing a vestigial body part that I never knew existed.
It hurts, but it reminds me that I'm a living organism.
I like being alive... even if it means dealing with a little pain every now and then.
