A Day In The Life of an Inanimate Object

Ever wondered what a day in the life of an inanimate object is like?
Well, I pitied my shoes after the really stressful day I experienced today. If I am this tired, what would my shoes feel if it actually had a sense of any sort.
I took my shoes to clean after I got home, in the process I was like, “Damn boy, I couldn't be you for a day!

As usual, my shoes are always the last thing I put on before stepping out. After putting on my dress and had my make up done, I approached my gorgeous black boot heels to compliment my dress and I think I could feel it say “ No! not me, I don't want to go on adventures and explorations today!”
Imagine having to carry my entire weight in motion all day, that must be a lot.
Anyway, I still put it on and headed for breakfast to gain energy for work. If my shoes were a car, I would give it some fuel to energize it for a day’s start since it has no means of taking anything, I believe dusting and polishing it with love and loads of admiration was a nice way of pampering it.
After breakfast, I got in the car to drive, it began another work which was changing paddles intermittently from accelerator to brake. I hear it's thought again asking me, “why are you subjecting me to confusion?” I muttered, I'm sorry dear shoe. There really is not much I can do to aid this situation.

Much later into my shift hours on getting to work, it rained causing the weather to be cold. In all the stress my boot heels had gone through, it found solace and warmth in my feet as they kept each other cozy at least one nice baby girl treatment for my shoe.
The boot heel didn't do much as I sat for most part of my shift hour working on the computer and doing paperwork, hence no complaints. A popular saying “put your leg in my shoe”.Maybe there were complaints but I couldn't hear and feel it's exact pain as I was only trying to “put my leg in the shoe of my shoe”
At the close of shift, it began it's work again. Stoping by a few places to get things done, with the confused to and fro movement and intermittent movement from clutch to brakes then accelerator.
In the spirit of heartfelt gratitude, I got a new polish and duster for it saying “thank you sweetheart for an amazing job well done today”.
I got home and pulled it off, I could hear a breath and sigh of relief as I cleaned it with it's new and I was like, “Damn boy, I couldn't be you for a day!

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