Discoveries

Shoes.

Walking shoes.

Running shoes.

Big fat floppy boot shoes.

Kids shoes.

Singular shoes.

I have been seeing all kinds of shoes lately. A discarded shoe in the middle of the road. A forgotten shoe that perhaps slipped off in the wind while propped out the window. A boot, that fell out in the street while the passenger adjusted the door to seal tight. I have been seeing them everywhere. Never with a friend. Always alone. Smack in the center of the road, pointing north. Off on the edge, capturing my attention to see if it is a forgotten animal, but no, just a shoe.

I am beginning to think this occurrence is suppose to mean something.

Travel?

Motion?

I am unsure but find the number of shoes has me calling out the window, "I see, but what do you mean shoe?"