This morning I was up, out of bed, and walking to the kitchen before I was awake enough to realise I wasn't wearing my customary extra-thick-soled socks; in fact the cruel truth was that I had inadvertently exposed my sensitive tootsies to winter-chilled tiles.
Just as I was reaching for the kettle, I thought that it was probably time my feet learnt to deal with reality. I agreed with myself vigorously all the way back to the bedroom where I immediately donned my beloved socks.
There's nothing like knowing your own mind - except perhaps having your mind know your body; even if they aren't going to involve you in their decision making.
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