Lonely shoe.
I found it, it was on the subway, lost , confused as if something was missing. Thrown away or maybe someone lost it. At the subway? How could it be? He was a slipper actually and maybe he wanted to be something else. A nike, a vans. Or maybe he ran away thinking he could have achieved that. But he was there, on the floor, almost looking like he gave up. Like he has nowhere to go just waiting for someone to pick him up and show him the way , find his half, or to find himself in the purgatorium of garbage. Where all the incomplete, damaged things end. He was afraid of that the most, I think. What he could have done? Fantasizing about a different life, different image of himself. Isn't it sometimes easier to imagine than to live? So in his mind, he had a half and it was worn everyday by a child ( he was smaller in his imagination) , and he heard laughter, he had sometimes chocolate on himself but he was happy, for a short time , because isn't it true, kids do grow so fast? He lived there, physically on the floor, in the subway but mentally in the little girls's feet.
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