I am familiar with this floor. The tiles are never spotless, there are always footprints, paw prints and coal dust. I’m familiar with these shoes too, which were shiny red patent leather several years ago. Now they’re scuffed, creased, cracked and stitched together where I’ve worn the heel down – and tiny stones get trapped in the holes in the soles and make strange clicking noises as I walk around.
Small Stones 19 January 2011
January 19, 2011