While I was at KMA last Saturday, it was snowy, then rainy. As I was walking to lunch with my student, I stepped into a puddle and instantly felt my left sock get soaked. Does my sole have a crack in it? I wondered. I spent the rest of the day avoiding puddles and letting my body heat dry out my sock. Thought nothing of the incident until just today, when I suddenly remembered what had happened and finally looked down at my shoe. Well, well.
Not the best Photoshopping I've ever done, but I'd like to imagine my shoe being inhabited by some interesting residents. I feel sorry for the shoe; it's been with me for years, and all the walking I've done has finally torn a hole in its soul/sole. Time for a new pair.