Barefoot and Bold, day 18, 7/30/10
It’s 72 degrees out and the downstairs floor of the Wallingford QFC is very cold on a hot day. I imagine lifting off just a little bit. Quick to the stairs to the organic section. Ah, I never noticed, the material covering them is impact absorbing. Nice on the feet. They like it :) Upstairs is some faux wood covering that has a soft raise in it down the middle of the tea isle. Walking on a boat comes to mind. The floor is very smooth and kind of spring-y and it’s yummy warm. Well, grab the apple cider vinegar and the fat free milk and down we go into the cold below.
You know, I love paying at the auto teller. It’s so much fun. Reminds me when we used to stop at the fully automated restaurants in the Autobahn rest stations when I was a child. One other thing, I really chowed on Teryaki Beef. Their sidewalk is very pebbley. Kinda hurts.
We went to see Knight and Day and it was so much fun. I’m not a Cruise fan, but I could become one. I’m a hard-core Diaz fan. She’s the beautiful actress who’s not afraid to make faces that show her wrinkles or make her look unattractive in some way. Gotta love her. The carpet at Oak Tree Cinema is very cushy. It kind of folds to the side as you walk on it, rather than depress…I’m getting to know the surface of the city. I don’t know if that is interesting to read about, but it’s interesting to experience. It’s so obviously a lens that it makes me aware of “lens-ness” in general. It’s kind of sneakily revelatory.In the movie theater I had my feet up and even though I always take my shoes off in the theater and prop them up on the next seat if the row is empty, I caught myself unaware and feeling suddenly vulnerable and for just a moment degraded before I edited it with my rationalizing. I think I channeled the old narrative of the “better
(and therefore shoed) classes looking down upon the lower (and barefoot classes). Shoelessness has powerful connotations. It was not so long ago that poor people couldn’t afford shoes at all.
But I don’t really now anything about the history of poverty, so I don’t want to expound as if I did. i just want to say that I’m so grateful that I have the luxury to eschew shoes for the sake of a spiritual journey. i am very blessed in this life. Blessed and happy. And, thank you, God, for Steven.
Good night sweet world,