Driving home one night I saw shoes tied together tossed over a power line. It made no sense in my rational moment. My daughter said it was to identify a drug house was near the area. Ironic – at her age we let our fingers do the walking and now they let their shoes do the talking.
Personally, I have become more observant of my own personal single shoe in the road theory. It’s Aliens.
Seriously, think about it. If you sat a pair of shoes on the top of the car and accidentally drove off, maybe just one would show up lost or in the case of my grandson when he was two he liked to throw off a sock or shoe if the window was rolled down. However, where do the single work boots, infant shoes, high heels and tennis shoes come from in such a daily consistency?
My guess is if we mapped out all the missing single shoes along the side of the road there would be some type of metropolitan crop circle that could be a message we are missing. Maybe it is like tying the “sexual sock” to a college doorknob, no need to visit here things are under control.
I like the game actually, as I drive along on a daily errand consumed in boredom I can imagine someone traveling off to another galaxy, an Air Jordan or Steve Madden signature left in their wake. It also validates my need for shoes – I don’t. just wear them, I love them, they are gorgeous and I have more pairs that I will admit, but bare feet are best. As I ponder this thought of shoeless visitors to another dimension, I see my own footprints I the snow when I would get the mail and horrify my daughters. My father shook his head until he died at my lack of constant footwear and how easy it is to grasp and toss something from the floor with my toes.
Maybe leaving a footprint has a higher meaning in another galaxy? Too many things in life are taken for granted, forgotten or ignored. So what if that is what the Aliens are saying – Stop and Smell the Roses and Plant a few as well. Wouldn’t it be ironic if those people who really appreciated their lives, friends and family are the ones who have gone ahead leaving us their shoe? It would make sense after all, the most famous set of footprints on a beach were made by Jesus as he carried us in out moment of need. Sid Grauman knew the theory, and made sure our well heeled icons cemented their place in history, so why not those who have lived life best?
Next time you see that lone shoe instead of wondering where the other one is, reflect back on a different “soul”. Use it as a metaphoric calling card to tale a moment and offer up a random act of kindness. After all, life is only better when we walk in anothers shoes.