I had an appointment with Adam’s doctor today, and as I was getting ready, a pair of high-heels fell out the closet.  I really felt like wearing high-heels today, I love being comfortable, I do wear flip-flops, flats, and sports shoes a lot, but I’ve always had a weakness for high-heels, the not VERY high ones though. I don’t know, I just love the way they look, I love the way they feel when you wear them, I  feel extremely comfortable in them, if I didn’t have to walk very long distances that is. Anyway, I wore my high-heels and left the apartment (after a few minutes of chasing Adam of course).

Everything went well at the doctor’s, it was time to leave. As I pushed the building doors open I felt this wave of heat slap my face, and soon enough it felt as if I was walking for at least an hour! I was so glad I found a taxi pulling over to drop its passenger near the sidewalk -which was just opposite to where I was then- so I waved and shouted till I got the driver to nod to let me know he’ll wait for me. Walking happily towards the Taxi, I had a satisfied smile on my face to have found one so quickly in this hot weather, I walked confidently in my lovely pair of high-heels. And just as I reached the sidewalk I felt my left foot literally burning, I looked at it and kept walking… but wait a second, I looked again, is that my? OH MY GOD! I had only one shoe on! my left foot was bare! how did this happen? where did my other shoe go? Damn it! (Read on …)