All Day I Dream About Shoes (A.D.I.D.A.S.)

The infamous Adidas. Everyone has owned at least one pair of these... I know I went through my phase in middle school. Although mine are now beat up, dirty, and slightly tearing, I have had some memorable moments in these shoes. I wore them everywhere. But the one memory that remains vivid in my head is the first day I wore these to school. Just opened from the box, I slipped these shoes on in the morning, only to find they were huge on my feet. None the less, I walked out of the house (or more precisely, walked out of the shoes themselves) feeling an overwhelming sense of happiness that these were my new pair of kicks. As I came to school, I still remember getting many compliments on how cute they looked (and comfortable). Then came after school. In my navy blue Harker uniform, I went to the Upper School campus to collect some item of my brothers from the lost and found (I can't remember why I had to do it, but I'm pretty sure my brother was sick that day). While I was digging through the pile of lost, useless, and deserted items, I saw a pair of shoes almost identical to the pair I was wearing except old, black, and definitely not being looked for. It made me wonder if I would separate from my new obsession, and if my spotless shoes would ever look as deserted as the shoes I was staring at did. This year as I entered high school, I realized that my once extolled shoes are now somewhere in my house's version of the lost and found looking old, beat up, but filled with memories. These shoes have lasted me a long time, and I still use them now as substitutes when I cannot find any other shoe to wear that looks slightly more attractive and taken care of.

(Image from Journeys.com)