I have a living room full of shoes and no place to put 'em. I'm on this sneaker kick that's on it's way to being a full fledged addiction. I think I might be shopping to mask a deep seeded anxiety about getting no love from all these cities and counties I've applied to. So I get online and buy.
I just got these in the mail yesterday.
I just got these in the mail yesterday.
Goodness gracious I love these shoes.
I gotta stop. I ain't got no loot. I'm considering moving to a smaller apartment. I've been thinking about it for awhile, but I figured why do it if I'm moving out of the city anyway. My apartment (townhouse) is 3 bedrooms, 2.5 baths. I think I can make due in a 2 bedroom, 1.5 bath place. It would save me $200 bucks a month in rent. That's loot I can use to fill up my new living room with kicks.
Anyway, the gig's the gig. Life is life. It is what it is. My staff sucks. My boss sucks. My neighbors suck. My mood sucks. But I still got my shoes.
Anyway, the gig's the gig. Life is life. It is what it is. My staff sucks. My boss sucks. My neighbors suck. My mood sucks. But I still got my shoes.
Be Easy,
KZ
