renegadefuzz

walking barefoot on broken glass is kind of like life... not everything cuts you, not everything wounds you, but you feel it all. Sometimes bigger chunks slice their way in, and you bleed and scar from them, other times tiny slivers slip into the callous and are never really noticed or found, even though you find that you'll shift yourself slighty and walk a little bit more on the outside of your foot. Either way, if something happens, you'll feel the effects for days. Every little piece will alter your reality in some way or another. The little stings and pains remind you of what happened, and teach you to watch where you step from now on.

I cut my foot on broken glass yesterday. For a long time nothing could break the skin of my feet. They had hardened and toughened, become calloused. For the first time in a long while I bled. Now every step is painful, and I'm openly wounded.