During this trip home for Christmas, I was forced to go through some old things and decide why the hell I still had them in the closet of my old bedroom. Some things I took with me, many more went in the attic, but a large garbage bag was also filled.
Blue Sauconys, it’s been a good run. The 4th pair sit barely-used in my Los Angeles shoe rack, but someday they’ll look like you do, and I’ll have to throw them away, too.
You can’t take it with you.
But if you could, I’d have a ridiculous old sneaker collection in Heaven.
