life is like a pair of sneakers; you have the people who'll help you when you're down, tying up your shoes, and you have the people who will endlessly step on your laces, without a single word. keep your shoes tied, knotted a thousand times and you'll be walled off from either people. some don't even like sneakers, and prefer sandals; the easy way through life, the breezy, get stepped all over life. others prefer boots; hardened, protected, and determined to not be pushed around. the beings with the heels; they're high on their pedestals, they know what they want, they're confident, even if it's just for that one day.. everyone has their own special pair of shoes; we don't stick to just one, though, do we? phases of life, feet growing, fads. and we find people with just the same shoe taste, or perhaps just the opposite.

whatever the shoe be... *as long as it fits.