Going around barefoot DOES make living more, um, engaging! People stare and wonder what’s wrong with you, or they look in mute jealousy, or frankly, my dear, they don’t give a damn. The ground beneath your bare soles is forever a source of information—pleasant, warning, or uh-oh! Will your destination throw a hissy fit (“Sir, you need shoes to be in here!”) if you haven’t been before. Dammit, is my SO or family going to give me grief? Did I really forget my backup?? OR Just go barefoot, love it, and the hell with it.
People also can start meaningful conversations, Yesterday I was on a line at the bank and had a little chat with some lady about "why barefoot", specially with the constant bad weather and relentless thunderstorms from the last 2 weeks.
that weather is especially conducive to barefooting. a lot of my barefoot days were brought about by wet shoes.
It really cracks me up how much people worries about hot, cold, wet, dirty and getting hurt a little. I suspect they want to wear giant overall body-condoms to lead a life insulated from existence.
