
Where I was walking had flowers and nice things to think about
There were meadows
And blissful shadows of my reflection
I liked it here
I could smell sweet things
Things that change their scent with the seasons
Like the way those trees with all the little white flowers shine when summer creeps in
It was like when the sun hits your face
But then here comes the breeze
And it’s cold
That kind of cold that tickles your nose and makes your shoulder tense up
That’s around the time I stepped in the mud
I was pissed
I felt like something happened to me that I should have controlled
I could clean it off
So I stomped off what I could
I found a better place to walk
But there was still mud on my shoes
The laces are stained
The soles ruined
But they are still my shoes
And now I need a new pair
The kind that fit snug and give me the best support and comfort a foot could ever walk on
I want to be able to wiggle my toes and forget the shoes were even on
I want the kind of shoes that make me feel confident when I walk into a room
Those kind that make you wanna strut your stuff like every man you wants you vibes
This time I will be more mindful about where I walk
I will be way more patient
I won’t get so caught in the moment that I forget where my footing should be
I guess it’s a good thing that a girl gets to have as many shoes as she wants
Because getting a new pair of shoes means new adventures
About the Creator
Elena Plata
Join me on my permanent journey to the soul. I am a big nerd for learning and all things to do with love.
Purpose is what we have. Creation is what we are.
This life was meant to be experienced through a lens of gratitude and adaptability.


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