Those shoes on the rack weren't necessarily one of those shoes that I had to have, but I was definatly intrigued by them, so I decided to buy them. They took awhile to break in, but after they had been worn a few times, I became quite fond of these shoes. I started to wear them everyday, and they could never be a more perfect fit. Then on one day, the shoes were lost. I looked and looked but somehow I couldnt find them. But then I decided to look in a plce where I havn't ever looked before, and the shoes came back to me. But when they came back, the shoes didn't fit as well, and their once radiant crimson red turned to a pale and forgein pink. The pink isn't what I wanted, or liked. I wanted red. Because of this change, I decided to give up the shoes. And somehow I knew that those shoes didn't want me either. My feet weren't satisfying them them anymore the way they used to. So I let them go, knowing I could find another pair. So, I returned to the same rack where I had first found those shoes, but found nothing. For some reason the shoes I had owned completed me, and even the most bold and luminous red shoes I found didn't catch my eye, they just seemed pink to me. But hopefully I will find a new perfect pair of shoes along the way...because walking barefoot can be quite painful.