You walk naked down the dirt roads. The ditch is full of debris of our society. You are passed twice by trucks but its like the people don't even notice you. The first farm house you walk past has clothes your size swaying on the clothes line. You put on a pair of tight blue jeans and a white shirt with the words TACO POP! in red in the center of the chest. You are still bare foot and it feels so good to touch the earth with the souls of your feet. Its like the earth is caressing you with each step, filling you with energy and balance.
The next thing to happen is the next passing truck slows to a parallel you. You thinks its trouble but the driver asks if you would like a beer. You would. He hands you one smiling. He says he has to go now and he pulls away. You drink the beer as you walk in your new threads.