Having started to go stir crazy, I went out to Panera today for lunch. There was a family of four there, husband, wife, two girls. The wife had a boot on her foot like me, but was getting around on a cane. Clearly a little more advanced in recovery than me.
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Anyway, her boot was different than mine. So I’m ordering from the kiosk and I feel this touch on my boot. It was one of the little girls. She kept circling back around to check out my boot!