the email for the work party said there would be an opportunity to hike, so my dad texted me to ask if i was still at work. he wanted to know the store i got my running shoes from. he said he was thinking about going there to get some shoes for tomorrows outing. i told him i could go since he was going to get out late. i pulled up to fleet feet and sent my dad a photo of the hoka shoes. he points out the same exact ones i got. this is how i know good taste runs in the family.
i just bought a size 9.5 and i’m heading home, hoping traffic isn’t too bad because i’m tryna go to the park with bagel before sunset today.
-ratha, 5:23pm, 6.15.22