This morning, I walked out of DB Shoes (a these-shoes-are-out-of-season-therefore-50% off kind of place) with a pair of tennis shoes in my hands. I sat down on the bench outside the store and took off the pair of shoes that were on my feet - and replaced them with the new shoes. I then walked over to the garbage can, held the old shoes up, took one last look and with a sigh, tossed them in the can.
Those shoes were tennis (yes, the sport tennis) shoes. And they were over 12 years old.
They're the last pair of athletic shoes I've ever bought. And I didn't even buy them - my Dad did, because I was 14 years old.
Today, I've started moving.
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