Ronnie paid too much for the blue shoes. And he lost them in the woods after drinking all alone while sitting on a log, trying to get closer to nature. He had gotten closer, and now he had poison ivy on his feet.
"I should have worn socks and laid off the box wine," he said aloud. He sat alone at an Appelebee's with itchy feet waiting on a steak.
June 05, 2017
Blue Shoes #Microstory
By
Elli RIch
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