I feel sorry for my 77 shoes. It was only today that I discovered I owned that many. Like my feet (and my head) my shoes are not all perfect. Among them are pristine and not so pristine heels, well worn and not so well worn flats and boots of all styles. Some of them have been worn nearly to death. Others have been ignored. They are not all treated equally and for this, I am sorry. My hope is that this 77 day odyssey will make up for it. Somehow.
