Dear Toe, Yes, you the big one on my right foot. I am sorry. I truly am. I don’t know what I have done or what has exactly brought this on. Maybe I’m being cursed by the gods (I know there’s only one true God, but saying gods sounds all Greek and sophisticated). Either way I don’t know what I’ve done! 

Over the past summer till now, I’ve been on 4 adventure trips. And one each trip you seem to get smashed. Not any of your nine friends, just you. You were first smashed rock-climbing and turned purple. Then weeks later something was dropped on you. I then lost all feeling of you, till I cut off ½ of your nail – leaving you naked and exposed.  I know all of this must have been humiliating. I’ve apologized and we seemed been healing together. Then it happened again. Then again this past weekend. Now you’re purple all over again.  

I don’t know what to say other than I’m sorry and please give me another chance! I’ll trim you more often and keep your hair cut too. I’ll do anything, just don’t leave me!  Your owner, 

Stuart

PS: there is a plus side, they say that purple is the color of royalty and that probably means you’re the king of the toes!