Once upon a time, there were two feet.
The two feet LOVED shoes.
Their idea of a good day was one spent in these:
Then, one day
(or really 9 months worth of days x2),
they were unable to wear those shoes.
They were too puffy and holding up too much weight
and spent a lot of time in these:
This broke their spirit.
They lost their love of their old shoes.
(Oh, and they’d grown, so they no longer fit in those shoes.)
But that was ok.
They’d found a new love
and started spending all their time in these:
But then those feet heard a rumor.
They heard that it was possible to still hang out with their new love,
but they didn’t necessarily need to be confined.
They could run in these:
or even like this:
And the two feet were so happy.
They felt so free.
And they were ready to live happily ever after.
But some days, they still dreamed of these: