I always have cold feet. Not in the proverbial sense, but in the literal sense. My feet are always cold. (Or nearly always but that is beside the point.) Especially when I am home.
Because I am comfortable being barefoot at home.
All my toes living out in the open along with me and my heart.
And right now my feet are cold, in Texas, where it should be hot in September. Except that my feet are telling me it's not hot in the apartmento.
I'm going to take this as a sign.
I am home.
I know it with my heart and all ten toes.