I think they know i want to replace them.

They keep untying on me – more than usual – like every few minutes. And every day something more is busted with them. I think they are taunting my neurotic indecisive shoe shopping.
I hate needing new shoes. Though yesterday i found some choice teeshirts at a thrift store.
There’s still a monster living in my chest that refuses to leave. Cough hack wheeze.