"When you have worn out your shoes, the strength of the shoe leather has passed into the fiber of your body. I measure your health by the number of shoes and hats and cloths you have worn out."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Heather and I woke up about 7am. We layed there in bed looking up at the brown stains on the drop ceiling (hiker rate). Bursts of thunder and the white noise of pouring rain filtered into our room. Heather told me her toe was killing her (even in bed with no pressure on it). She wanted to spend this rainy day in Kent getting new boots and checked out at the doctor. It was better to get these town chores done in the rain rather than wasting a sunny afternoon on it. I agree.
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