Lat night, after a promising trip to the podiatrist that afternoon, I had a dream about dancing. I was dancing and dancing. And it didn’t hurt.
Lat night, after a promising trip to the podiatrist that afternoon, I had a dream about dancing. I was dancing and dancing. And it didn’t hurt.
May your dreams come true!
hang in there honey!
You blokes are nice. :)
My new orthotics give me hope. The podiatrist and I talked about maybe having a dance or two in August. (!)