Draw the curtains and a new pair of feet
I love it and I hate it. My feet grow. They get bigger and bigger, wider, fatter, wrinklier, redder, more tired-looking, toes changing their shape too. What I also see, though, is long distances I've run or walked, shoes I've worn, other feet I've touched with mine, sand that's got between my toes. And then there's the morning light in my bedroom. It's back.