Freedom

A couple weeks ago, I freed my toes. I was able to wear sandals. It meant it was time to paint the nails so they can be seen. It meant the toes could breathe. It was a great feeling.

Well now my whole body is breathing - I started vacation the moment I changed into shorts at work. Then I ran out of the building. No one was stopping me today. I was out the door - I sent everyone else to Ms. Texas for help.

It does not matter that I don't leave till Sunday morning. I'm freed. Free at last, free at last!