there are two songs ringing in my head as i walk in these:
'sweet dreams are made of this…' because my 17 year old self dreamt of them so badly!!!
and also '25 years of my life and still i'm trying to get out of this great big hill of hope for a destination…' because well, i'm at that quarter-of-a-century stage in life when everything and
anything makes sense; don't get me wrong, i'm quite grounded but i can't help but wonder
'where am i going?' anywho, for me, shoes are just a mere reflexion of my mind state.
and funny how this world finds it's way to find me, and how everything turns and flips…