Yesterday, the strap of one of my very first pair of Havaianas flip-flops broke. I wasn't even walking or doing anything when it did. I was sitting casually in front of my computer, swiveling slightly on my chair using my feet to keep me anchored on the spot when I felt the strap go *snap*...
I looked down and this inexplicable wave of sadness hit me when I saw that the strap snapped off. I've had this pair for six long years. I've walked, played, run, skipped and danced with it on. It has served me well....
I also bought it during happier times when life was still uncomplicated. Maybe this means that I too should just stop hoping, stop holding on to the thought of being that happy again. Maybe it breaking means that it's time for me to completely let go of the past and just move on.
Time for a new pair... a new life. Time to walk, run, play, skip and dance wearing something different, something new. Time to hope for something else...
Goodbye old friend. I will miss you but it's time for me to move on. I won't ever forget you but a new friend awaits with new adventures to take and new memories to make.
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