I keep my feet on the ground because of my roots and the way I was raised.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I still have my feet on the ground, I just wear better shoes.
If my feet ever left the ground, my mother would soon put them back down.
My feet are like gnarled old tree branches.
The roots that weave up my right arm and onto my neck are my way of connecting with the earth: the earth's roots carry water like a human's veins carry blood.
I grew up barefoot, dirty, climbing trees. It made me appreciate things more.
My feet are definitely more grounded than before. And I know that I'm not holding onto a dream. I'm holding onto my life.
Thankfully, I've got great support around me to keep my feet on the floor.
You can always land on your feet if you know where the ground is.
I don't know why the universe is so determined to keep my feet on the ground.
I let my feet spend as little time on the ground as possible. From the air, fast down, and from the ground, fast up.