as i was sipping away the last few minutes of monday, i went out to have a good night smoke outside, bare feet.

looking at the raindrops beating mercilessly on the leaves and as a dried tilted maple leave swang its way down from the very top floor of the dark sky a voice in my head said something rather interesting

you dear only walk bare feet in places you feel absolutely safe in dear

i thought about it for a long time okay maybe not that long but as long as the time it took me to smoke and sip away. yes i do said i to myself only walk bare feet in places i feel absolutely safe in. i walk bare feet when i can around the place i live in and i walk bare feet around the theatre building i have most of my classes in and around it when i have a smoke break. some random person questioned why i was walking around bare feet outside the building today between classes and i just felt like it. it is a great committment i whispered to myself while taking another sip. when one is bare feet one is defenless against the ground the world the earth the floor one is stepping on and it indeed is a great committment and at the same time a big risk. the feeling of having absolutely nothing in between for protection while you are having the most intimate and neccessary act with the place you are in. one needs indeed to be extremely secure of that environment to be committed to such a great extent.

as i am mortally exhausted from classes my brain just ceases to work harder on such a thought meanwhile i have other thoughts about theatre waiting in line at the gates of my trainwreck of thoughts so i am not going to go on.

but i beseech you all do give a good thought about bare feet and the feeling of total security. read it as a metaphor for being among people, for sex, for relationships or anything but i have not intended it to be so. it was just about being bare feet and feeling safe and accepting the environment.

hope that tickles your brains and curtains down go post show music till end go house light up go doors open go.