Lonely

There is nothing quiet as lonely as seeing a single shoe laying on the road.

I've seen mostly rubber slippers and the occasional sneaker. Last week,

we sped by a man's brown leather closed sandal. It looked to be intact

considering the crazy Bangkok traffic that whizzed by.

Anyway, this always gets me thinking, how does one lose a shoe in the middle

of the street or highway?

I have my theories: Perhaps labourers crammed into the back of a pick up, feet hanging out. One slipper falls. Or maybe the lone sneaker, tossed from a box at the back of an open vehicle as its driver goes over a speed bump. My third and most tragic theory involves a terrible road mishap with a single shoe being left behind in the chaos.

Shoes are personal. We take the time to chose them, fit them, and wear them. A single shoe laying in the middle of the road is just sad.