Some fiction (kind of) for the day!
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
They were newly-wed and she had recently moved in with him to a new city. They were having a conversation about her future plans.
“Hmmm… the boots in my closet” she replied, deep in thought.
“Huh? What?” She could see him taken aback and look at her confused.
“I just realized that every boot in there is mine.”
“Yeah..I can’t wear them.”
No, I mean they were bought by me.”
“Yeah… some were probably impulse buys too.”
She had realized that every boot in there was part of her retail therapy. On days when loneliness or bad mood hit her, she would fight it by buying boots. She was far from being sucked into consumerism but boots …
Ah! Boots were her weakness.
Those boots also signified her financial freedom and independent decision making that she immensely enjoyed for many years now. She had the same independence even now, but self-respect stopped her from making any purchases for pleasure from another person’s earnings, even though it was her beloved husband.
“So… what have you decided?” he asked.
“I am going to explore the new city and find work as soon as possible” she replied, looking at her boots.