I was in need of some new sandals. I picked up a pair at a Goodwill in New York before the trip but they had exhausted their usefulness. They were pretty shoddy to start. The kind a Chinese man would delegate for use only at the public bath. I was becoming weary of a blow out. A sandal blow out can be the cause of much heartache. Had a sandal blowout a few years back. Stepped on a escalator that wasn't moving and busted up my big toe. Nursed an infection for a month. Lost the nail.
I get very sentimental tword articles of clothing that have served me. But the yellow sandals with paper thin heals had to go. Thought of framing back home to well up thoughts of this trip in the future. Let go.
When I saw my new sandals I new they were the ones. Bought them second hand at Amma's for 20 rupees. Love them. It's like walking on marshmallows. Gretchen says they are hideous and I walk like a duck.
Shoes are obsolete here. You need a good pair of sandals.
I get very sentimental tword articles of clothing that have served me. But the yellow sandals with paper thin heals had to go. Thought of framing back home to well up thoughts of this trip in the future. Let go.
When I saw my new sandals I new they were the ones. Bought them second hand at Amma's for 20 rupees. Love them. It's like walking on marshmallows. Gretchen says they are hideous and I walk like a duck.
Shoes are obsolete here. You need a good pair of sandals.
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