I've taken up this habit of going out of the house occasionally without tying my shoes.
Sometimes. (Can something really be a habit if you only do it now and then?)
Especially early in the morning when driving my daughter to school. I'm just walking to the car and back.
Or maybe stopping to buy something called a newspaper.
It must look awful.
Slovenly.
Is this a sign of some old-age decrepitude, an icon of shabby decay?
Or is it a sign of saucy, youthful insouciance?
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