It's not easy to see, but take a good hard look at the sole on the right shoe pictured above. In the middle of the shoe, the sole is cracked in two, down to the inside of the shoe and the entire tippy toe of the sole is completely missing.
The last time Flannista wore these loafers was three months ago when she did back-to-back half-day writing and storytelling workshops for associates in TRM's company. During most of the workshop, I sat in a high stool, my shoes resting on a stool rung where they could easily be seen by workshop participants. It wasn't until the end of the day that I noticed how busted up my right shoe was. No wonder some of the participants kept staring at it. I felt embarrassed.
As soon as I got home, I purchased a new pair of loafers. When I told Matissta why, she said: "I bet not one person in that workshop remembers those shoes. I bet they only remember how much you inspired them to tell their stories."
I now keep the busted shoes under my desk in my TRM cube to remind me of Matissta's "sole wisdom".
Did a pair of shoes ever teach you something important?
By the way, this is the 1,500th post published in the sassosphere.
Love to all.