The Biting Shoe

Today I got bitten by my shoes.

A new pair of shoes. White. I like.

But it was only 10 in the morning and it started to pain. I’ve got to wear it until it doesn’t bite anymore. It bites now because it’s new.
So I pretend to walk like it doesn’t hurt from my desk up to the pantry and then hop my way to the toilet from there because no one can see me there.

Had a short tea break with the girl sitting in front of me. I shared with her the 2 slices of chocolate cake and a slice of carrot cake that I brought.

We talked about “Open Season”. The rabbits, the bear, Elliot, the “buddy” porcupine.

Sometimes I feel like she’s my sister.

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