Thanks For The Shoes

A little over a year ago, a kindly gentleman named Tim Driscoll gave me a new pair of shoes.  You can read about it here

Well, those shoes have just now given up the ghost. Coming apart at the seams, they are completely unwearable now.  They were a pair of black New Balance walking shoes.  Consider that I’ve worn them every single day for 380 some days.  They have put up with a lot from me.  Yeah, shoes are one inanimate object that I get attached to emotionally.   They go everywhere you do, witnesses to your life, making what you do possible.  If they are good shoes, they will put up with a lot of abuse.   And I appreciate that.

Well, I have a cheap pair of sandals for now.  They should get me through to the next pair of shoes that come my way.


About Kevin Barbieux

I have been diagnosed as being chronically homeless. I write about my experiences and opinions of being homeless
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