flip flops

i'll be honest, i'm not sold on my new pair of flip flops. this past weekend i broke down and finally bought a pair after somehow avoiding to for the past few years. I think it was being out on saturday night at a bar, listening to a friend's band and watching the sea of flip flops on the dancefloor and thinking...how is this acceptable?

As a child I detested them...i only wore the ones with the plastic band across the top of the foot...never the dreaded thong. that bit of hard plastic between my toes drove me bananas. it still does. give me a pair of thong underwear no problem, but for some reason, something between my toes is pure torture.

I will admit, i can see their appeal. they are simple, honest and do make me feel...lighter. with only a thin piece of foam between me and the ground, it's almost like i'm barefoot and more connected to the moment i'm in. Perhaps that is only because each moment so far has been painful and irritating so how could i not be thrust into complete awareness.