My emotions are hanging off the far end of the spectrum right now. I feel like I just witnessed a puppy die and it’s been a constant feeling since this afternoon when I was moving my things out for my garage sale tomorrow. I was horrified when I saw my old Guess wedges amiss a pile of clothes strewn across the table like garage sale junk. It was painful to see them end up with such a terrible fate; they used to be my favorite pair of shoes! Jesus, I realy did not think I was this kind of girl- I am actually mourning over a pair of shoes. I guess people really do get attached to their things and thats why they “save” their beloved items in storage units, where their treasures get neglected for the next 25 years- I am determined not to yield to such ridiculousness… no matter how much it hurts.

They’re pictured below fresh out of the box… then, lost in a sea.