The Joys of Maturity

Put on an old, beat-up but comfortable, pair of walking shoes this morning. Realized that I identify with those shoes; old, beat-up but comfortable. Then it dawned on me. I’m an old soul in old soles. Ah, the joys of maturity!

“I love my shoes, I love my shoes,
My shoes are so comfortably lovely”–Donovan

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *