the clattering steps

i walked downtown tokyo in this pair of sandal.

i walked down a street in brooklyn in these, i walked into my favorite cafe in dallas in these, and i walked between my apartment and office in marfa in these.

i loved hearing the clattering noises that these make when i walk. the noise told me that i was walking, it told me that i existed, and it told me that it was fun to be there, wherever it was.

it was such a cheerful pair of sandals. i loved this pair, since it made me feel as if making a clatter with my surroundings.

now the thong is breaking, and the wooden sole is falling apart. so, it's going to be tossed. i'll get a new pair soon!