So we both went the day without shoes...
But i got tarmac roads and tiled floors.
My experience just felt, let's face it, pretty cool for the time it lasted...it wasn't a lifetime.
My toes enjoyed the freedom of wiggling in the streets, and my soul enjoyed the humility of being barefoot.
But I got to come home to a warm house, a clean bathroom...
to lovely smelling, clean white soap and warm water to wash my feet with,
and a soft warm fuzzy white towel to dry them with...
and i got to put on a pair of cozy socks before i go to bed.
For me...it was an "experience"...not a lifestyle.
I'm going to bed comfortable. But not everyone's alright.