#484 – On the Other Foot

On the Other Foot
Scatter like the kitchen lights just came on!

About an hour after dinner, I went to get my dog some food. As I went into the garage, a roach launched itself at me. I smashed it without thinking about it. Then I felt guilty for killing it, which led to thoughts of how I would feel if the shoe was on the other foot. But then that thought went away because I wasn’t wearing shoes at the time, and all I felt on my foot was sticky and gross.

And that, dear reader, is how my brain works.

Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler!

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