A story seldom told... the idea of talking feet has been with me for a long time, i tend to think that if any part of my body were to have its' own mind, surely it'd first begin with my feet. In fact, i had an accident with my little left toe a few years back, and I really believe that it has the mind of its own.
Thought of this story when I was staring at my feet, just after getting home.
I was also looking at yusof ishak on the 2 dollar note and imagined him probably having a conversation with my feet.
I did toy with the idea that the elephant and tortoise fell out of love, but it would be too upsetting for harmony in the body.
And i really did fall asleep halfway writing the story, for about half an hour or so.
It took me... about 3 hours to write. and I nearly gave up. but am glad I didn't.
I think the words look clumsy on the page, but it kinda reads okay when it's read aloud, and the rhythm of reading changes a bit to sorta keep the beat.
