Nothing about me screams skatepark. Not now (HA! says the non-profit office manager married to an ordained minister getting a second masters degree) and not then either. Wish I could find my favorite picture of me and my friends in our uniform skirts in front of the library. Random aside: I haven't talked about high school much. I was so quiet and shy that I'm pretty sure 1/3 of my 143 students big graduating class didn't (still don't?) know who I was. I honestly have no idea what my high school reputation was, if I had one at all, which is in some ways both freeing and embarrassing. Self-aware I am not.
But back to the shoes. They're comfortable. Seriously, most comfortable shoes I own but they're just so ugly. They look like bloated little... maggot shoes. Orthopedic. If they weren't so bloated, I might consider wearing them to take a quick walk around the block, spray painting something in the backyard, or running a bill to the mailbox. You know, adult things. But I wouldn't want to see anyone in them, because I'm not 16 years old, not a skater kid and not a geriatric.
There's probably some broke 16 year old skater dudette trolling the Goodwill in hopes that a pair of Etnies will show up. Maybe she just want a new pair, maybe she ruined the last set of kicks doing a wicked grind on the back rail while trying to get away from the cops. They have far more use to her than me since the shoes are currently shoved under my dresser, never to be worn again.
I've been struggling with getting rid of these particular shoes for 7 years, which means they've been moved through 4 apartments and 3 dorm rooms times for no reason other than sentimentality. It's time to let them go (especially since I want to buy some more shoes but have no more room in my closet). I'm sure once I let them go, it'll be freeing, just a little bit. Hopefully as I work to declutter our apartment and get rid of things we don't use or need, the process and results will give me a little more mental breathing room as I learn that the past is the past and that I need to look forward to the future instead of absolutely dreading the unknown (like where we'll end up next year). Baby steps toward this. Also, I realize I haven't shared the nightmare that was AC's parents house yet. I'll get around to it eventually.
Until then, have you ever had something that took you forever to get rid of? How did you feel once you made the plunge?
3 comments:
And I'm further convinced we're the same person.
Definitely have a pair of Vans not used for skateboarding that I should get rid of... haha!
I have some stuff like that where I wonder what I was THINKINGGG when I bought it! And I love your description of them.
Oh my goodness, I can't believe you kept those shoes for ALL these years!
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