I was walking down the steps to the cafeteria one day, when I overheard a conversation between two girls walking in the opposite direciton. One was explaining to the other that happy people tend to walk around looking at the world, while sad or depressed people tend to look down at their feet when they walk. As I was racing to make the omelet line before it closed, I did not follow them around to hear more of the conversation, so I have no idea where she got her information. Besides, that would have been weird.
This got me thinking; what do people see when they look down anyway? Well, if they are out of doors, probably their shoes. For this reason, everyone should always where shoes they like, so when they are feeling blue they can look down and see their glittery Toms or cherry red converse. A splash of wonderful waiting for a chance to be admired.
What about when you are not outside? A sad person looking down will probably see their feet-a justification for pedicures that provide sparkle or flowers for boring old toes. Another option would be socks.
I love fun socks. It all started when I was helping my Grandma in her backyard for a couple of weekends one summer. The Oregon Grapes had over run the greenbelt behind her house, and I was helping her pull them out. I was rather young, and probably didn't actually help that much, but one day, after we were finished, she handed me a pair of white socks. The cuff, when unfolded, featured a yellow halo sprinkled with stars. When folded down, the word "angel" could be seen in blue type, with a yellow outline. She told me she bought them because I was such an angel for helping her in the greenbelt. (A decade or so later, I only have one of those socks left, but I plan to keep it forever.)
This small gesture from my Grandmother sparked in me an sincere attachment to wearing fun socks. Stripes in a plethora of colors, spots in a range of sizes, arigile in various color combinations, orange and yellow cheeta print, and even two pairs with peacocks.
When I am bogged down by homework, depressed by the cloudy sky, and freezing, I can always look down at my pleasently adorned feet and know that the world is not as dismal as I thought.
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