I bought the yellow flats when I was utterly overwhelmed. I can say that now, looking back, but I wouldn’t have admitted it then. Still, the signs were there, and one of them was the struggle I was having deciding on what to wear. I wasn’t interested in much, and I was afraid of a lot. The yellow flats were hanging on a wall and they popped. They were the color of fall leaves and the sun before it sunk to an orange glow, and I believed if I bought them they would help me walk around this new town, this new school I was in, this next chapter.
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