Dear My New Super-Rad Pair of Boots,

Man oh man oh man, do you guys totally rock or what? I must say that you’re by a wide margin the best boots I’ve ever owned, and I’ve owned many a pair of boots in my day.

I remember way back when I first wanted to buy you, New Super-Rad Pair of Boots. I was in my early teens and doing a goodly amount of backpacking. I didn’t have the cheese I’d have needed to buy you myself and my parents were far too smart to spend that kind of money on boots for a kid who would only outgrow them in six months. As it was, I went through pair after pair after pair of other boots — all wonderful, mind you, yet they invariably fell victim to my growing feet — always wondering what it would be like with you.

A month ago when I thought I’d be off to England for two weeks of backpacking, I figured hey, my feet probably aren’t growing any more. What the heck. I’ll buy me a New Super-Rad Pair of Boots. Which I did. And here you are. I’ve only worn you on the trail once and around the neighborhood a few times, but already I know that you’re every bit as rad as I thought you’d be.

Thanks, boots. Thanks for being Super-Rad. My feet will appreciate you forever.

XOXO,

Corey

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