Day 245/366; Poor dead shoes

September 1 245/366

Just like when my poor backpack died (I personify my objects/furniture) in the big city, I had to wait until I got home to trash my beloved Croc flip-flops. They were really great sandals.

I spent the day hanging out with friends and eating a lot of food. I haven't been this full in a while...I had two whole sandwiches at Philippes AND a piece of pie. Man, I'm really full.