Birthday Sneakers
Thanks to everyone who left comments on my page and sent me messages with wonderful birthday wishes! I'm sure the downslope of this spike in myspace action will leave me feeling unloved and unappreciated. I'm so fragile.
For my birthday, I decided to buy myself some new sneakers. I was looking for something comfortable, I usually wear thin-soled shoes like Chuck Taylor's, but I needed something with more support. Because I'm twenty-five now. Podiatric health, if left unchecked, can make your golden years very uncomfortable.
I tried on a pair of fancy New Balance running sneakers and I was instantly sure of which shoes I would buy. These were the most comfortable pair of sneakers I've ever walked in, but there was a downside: they were all reflictive and colorful so they wouldn't match any of my clothes. But I said "Screw it." I don't care if they don't match, they're comfortable. You know who else buys comfortable sneakers that don't match anything? Old men.
These are comfortable shoes, but I look like I'm sixty. I look like I just started exercising to lower my cholesterol. I look like a mall-walker. Maybe we could do a few laps around the galleria. We'll work our way up to taking the stairs, let's use the escalators for now. Why isn't bath and body works open? It's nine o'clock. Meet me at the food court, let's grab a mcmuffin.