Looking down...

Those of you scared of heights may want to re- think reading this. I was looking at my feet this morning.I had just gotten out of the shower and just happened to glance down at my toes,all nice and clean and everything. Then I sat down and just stared at my feet. I realized I really hadn't looked at my feet in a very long time. I realized at that moment that if I had to identify my feet to the police I wouldn't be able to pick them out in a line up.In fact I probably would of sent the wrong pair of feet to prison. and that's just wrong on so many levels.
Which reminds me of that phrase "I would know it like the back of my hand". Not me. I couldn't describe what the back or front of my hands look like. I never really look at them. I use them a lot,but who really pays attention to them. Maybe women do cause they are always putting globs of moisturizing lotion on them.
So what do we mainly pay attention to you? Our head. Our whole being revolves around that cylinder shaped mass that is rotating on average 5 feet six inches above the ground. It's like our entire universe revolves around that thing we have resting atop our shoulders. We think of our body as an extension of our head.Our body is just there to carry our heads around so we can do what our head tells it to do. Which means in a way we are really floating 5 to 6 feet above ground. If you were standing on a six foot ladder you wouldn't want to fall off it.But we seem not to care we carry our heads that high everyday.
I guess some of you will think I am thinking outside the box.No,Im thinking inside my head,and it's a long way to my feet....