What makes it so easy to ponder about lost admiration than newly found attraction?
It must be that we have so much more time to ourselves after realizing that our lost love can be compared with a pair of old tennis shoes.
We have journeyed to distant lands of pleasure, happiness, communal pain, hard work, and satisfaction. We have shuffled through the ever changing seasons of the emotional storm. At some point, it is almost unimaginable that we will someday be replaced. Some tennis shoes never get replaced.
But do the owners of those shoes ever have the chance to regroup, grow, and renew?
The soles and linings and laces of shoes begin to wear out. Soon, patches are needed. Sometimes a newborn child can serve as a patch and sometimes an exotic vacation will do the trick.
Surely no one believes that the patches are permanent…
It is easier to ponder about long lost attachment because, at the end of the long walk that we have taken with our shoes, we often come to think and wish that we had taken better care of their owners.