freddy’s blog spot

I have dusty feet, Steve has dusty feet and Justin will likely have dusty feet too. It’s metaphorical of course, our feet are not actually dirty. Once my mom told me, that back home that’s how they call people who are never home. Instead of keeping their house tidied up, they go out in the village and chat with friends and strangers all day. They don’t get much laundry done either. They’re out there taking in the sun. It’s not suppose to be a good thing, but April feels like June this year. We’ll have dusty feet for a while.