Shoes (A Pathetically Hilarious Truth)

I’ve been told to keep this story to myself,

Because it is pretty sad,

But the only crying one might experience,

Is laughing themselves into tears,

And we could all use a laugh.

Having moved, I now live alone,

I prepared for it: practiced everything,

Walking better,

So I kill fewer shoes.

Washing up,

so no one ever thinks I stink.

Putting on makeup,

So that I look like a professional law student,

Not a professional clown.

putting on my shoes and socks too,

But, yesterday,

This law student still spent 25 minutes putting on a single shoe

Only to discover,

As I lifted the back over my heel,

It was on the wrong !#%$ foot.

Alas, I didn’t remit!

And was rewarded.

In 15 minutes I got both shoes on,

And tied!

To the correct feet!

I may survive law school after all.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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