Monday, June 18, 2018

RIP, manky old slippers

I had manked up my twin pairs of slippers to the point of yuck and found they'd been replaced by handsome tartan innard coloured affairs. 

Hopefully I will not bleed through these ones. I'm still going through a rough patch of picking at the rough patches on my feet. I plan to stop doing this. I don't like this habit but it's deeply ingrained. How to ungrain it?

The wounded brain is a wondrous thing; like an outback road sign peppered with shot. It still does the job but the wind whistles through it.

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