It's a mattress! It's not practical to keep a mattress when I've managed to give away and throw away the majority of my "stuff" so we can travel, untethered.
Why couldn't I clear my head? I closed my eyes, trying hard to think of nothingness, to listen intently to the sounds around me, to smell the air and nearby wild flowers.
I looked back up and took a few more steps. I thought: "Oh no, I wouldn't have done that." Looking back down at my feet confirmed my initial observation: I was wearing two different colored shoes. One was black, the other was navy.
I was in high school when I stopped wearing shoes. There was probably a reason, as far as reason goes when you're in high school, but I can't imagine any reason beyond pushing my mother's buttons.
