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  • Last night, I dreamt of wing tips. Not the black shoes of the white-collar working class of the 1960s, but slightly newer version. What I saw in my dream were retro-style wing tips with a touch of modern style. Still, very much wing tips.

    And in my dream, people were showing them off their shoes. They said things like, "Yeah, these are the best; these are the black shoes that can be worn with anything, to anything." One man in my dream, maybe in his late 20s, someone I did not recognize, wore his pair with lighter-colored cotton khakis and slipped them on without untying the laces. He loved his shoes.

    This morning, when I dressed, I reached for a black shirt and black belt, and a pair of khakis. And there at the bottom of my bedroom closet sat two pairs of black shoes - slip-ons and lace-ups. I don't own a pair of wing tips, but as I sat on the bed and put a bow on the waxed laces of the shoes I chose, I wondered what stores nearby might sell modern-day black wing tips, and whether I could afford them, whether they were a must-have.

    Instead, I ran the faucet over the corner of an old towel and wiped my black lace-ups free of dust and scuffs and walked into my day.

    Freud believed dreams are windows into our secrets, our unconscious life. And scientists suggest we all dream at least a little during the night, but our subconscious may choose what it is we decide to remember to somehow help us sort out our lives, help us wrestle with decisions of money, lust, and love.

    When I find out what black shoes have to do with my inner demons, I'll be sure to let you know.
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