The Shoes of Salvation

Not sure anyone remembers (or cares about) the boots that defined my life's philosophy.

In a nutshell, I went to incredible pains to hunt down a pair of boots I fell in love with some years ago, when on holiday in the UK. I had little success, despite combing every outlet of Office (shoe store) that I could find over the course of my visit and being told nonsensical tales by shop assistants throughout. Turns out when I got home to Dubai, KY had a pair of said boots that didn't fit her particularly well, which she then gave me. All in all, this experience made me think of the larger picture meaning of life and I concluded that if things are meant for you, they'll find you.

Turns out the boots hurt like sin and I am shortly about to donate them to Jamila who will give them a kind and loving home, so I had to wonder what this meant for my earlier philosophical conclusion. Surely if something is meant for you, you shouldn't have to give it up? Having given this some thought (and I really did), I worked out my other life's philosophy, which is that (although if things are meant for you, they'll find you) sometimes things aren't meant for you after all, no matter how much you wish they were and perhaps there's no way to learn that but to have them, love them and still lose them.

No wonder women love shoes - they teach you so much about life.