You can have it all and not recognize all you got, at the same time not have nothing at all and be truly full in the moment. Is quality ever going to be the same as quantity, will we ever know what were suppose to, does the destination mean enough for me?
Or will I only know when I’ve reached that point?
On a constant walk to the next stop, telling stories about family and making each other laugh. I have to meet my brother in town because Elexis starts school next week. This is like my uncle tradition, every new school year, I’ll take my niece to the shoe store to get new kicks for the brand new year.
I’m not a big sneaker head, but I do know what’s what, I know they got some pretty smooth shoes. Growing up, I didn’t get every shoe I wanted, no way my mom paying for a two hundred dollar pair of shoes when we was little. She be like get a job, if we even showed her the shoe. Hell nah.
Its almost like I’m reliving the time, plus I get to watch my niece pick out what she likes. Nothing like the feeling of fresh sneakers touching concrete. I know that it was a big deal for us growing up, not rich just feeling the part rocking Adidas.
Fast forward to now, I want my niece to pick out what she likes, try on at least three or four pairs. Shoes nowadays, they got so much to choose. I always dig the different Jordans, E-girl gets the black and pink ones. She is exploring into different shoes, last year it was the Kyries, now she wants Vans. Cool kid.
I decided to buy a pair, I need new shoes, so I select my first option. Black Nike, they got my size. I put them on, they look cool on me, it just has a uncomfortable plastic piece behind the ankle. I put them back.
Next, they had these cool purple Nike’s, I never get anything that colorful, usually looking for a black shoe. These shoes had some flavor, I was willing to rock them out the store. I asked the dude for my size, he goes in the back.
The kid disappears. I’m watching people get their shoes, my niece points out the worker tracking my shoe. We ask him again and he says he forgot. He walks in the back, then walks back out. We don’t have your size…