Shoes

OK…so I got an expired license ticket on Christmas Eve as I drove Hunter home from Bib’s just before midnight. He pulled me because he said I crossed the center line. Now, I don’t think I did but maybe that happens while you are singing “Here Comes Santa Clause”. Anyway, as I take my place in the court room I watch the people file in and I’m drawn to their shoes, I don’t look at their faces, I look at their shoes…can shoes really tell a story about a person? We’ll get back to that.

When you think about it, there are tons of shoe varieties! I watch this line of shoes walk in and I wonder what made them choose those particular shoes…where have they been…where are they going…(Forrest Gump??) and how do they walk so far in those high, high heels??? From their shoes my eyes wonder up to their clothes, their hair, their faces and I can tell you that if you want to see a serious representation of Americans from all walks of life…visit the court house!

So, I wonder…what is their story?

Did they also procrastinate and let their license expire?
Were they driving too fast?
Did they write a bad check so they could feed their family?
Did they know they were going to have to park 100 blocks away when they put those 3 inch heels on???

This is a room full of people, a room full of stories, a room full of Shoes. We all look different but we are also all the same…all People and all wearing Shoes.

Just fyi…when I left the house this morning I was wearing cute little (not little literally) leather flats. I went to the office and ran a couple of errands and by then those cute little leather shoes were absolutely crippling me!! So before court I made a pit stop to Old Navy and purchased flip flops…2 for $5. Now, there’s my shoe story!

Think about your shoe selection before you go to court next time because someone is probably looking…

Happy Trails!