Old kicks, new kicks.

I got a pair of converse in 8th grade. Okay, not actual converse, the less-expensive rip-off brand, but it's the same idea.  And I adored them. I wore them constantly. For every occasion, and even with my Sunday-go-to-meetin' dress. They eventually started to fall apart and though I couldn't bring myself to part with them, I ended up getting a new pair. Which were buried in the flea-market-like mass of my closest only to be unearthed several years later. I still put on the old ones when I'm feeling lonely. They sort of feel like old friends.



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