Click...click...click
As I sat at my computer early this AM I heard the girl next store come down her stairs. Annie and I share a common wall. I am in a stacked condo project. Her living room is on top of my office. She also has about at least 40+ stairs from the street to her living room.
I heard her heels hit the floor (hard wood) and down her stairs. What a magical sound it was. I remember the days of the high heels ( for me)and the femine sound they make. Oh, how I loved those days. I never thought those days would end.
So for you gals that can still strut your stuff and click those heels...DO IT.
Love, Suz , a cancer survivor
As I sat at my computer early this AM I heard the girl next store come down her stairs. Annie and I share a common wall. I am in a stacked condo project. Her living room is on top of my office. She also has about at least 40+ stairs from the street to her living room.
I heard her heels hit the floor (hard wood) and down her stairs. What a magical sound it was. I remember the days of the high heels ( for me)and the femine sound they make. Oh, how I loved those days. I never thought those days would end.
So for you gals that can still strut your stuff and click those heels...DO IT.
Love, Suz , a cancer survivor
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