Thank you, M.

Apparently somewhere on the outskirts of Portland there is a tree. Yes, there are many trees in Portland I am sure. I’ve never been there, but that’s the impression I am getting from friends who live out there. This tree is different then the other trees around it. This tree has hundreds of pairs of shoes dangling from its branches just blowing in the wind. Why is this, you might ask, and why am I telling this page? Well, the answer to the first question is, I don’t know. Why shoes dangle from one particular tree in Portland was lost in the oration between a friend of mine and a friend of his, though he did offer that for those who do know about the tree they are usually inspired to leave some shoes dangling with the rest. As for the second question, I am telling this page because I absolutely love the idea…as long as it is not harmful to the tree.

I was sitting with a coworker of mine who is moving to San Fran discussing life like we usually do – with a dash of existential contemplation and a side of music conversation. You can probably see why he is moving to San Fran. Anyway, I appreciated the idea that somewhere in Portland there is a tree and on that tree are shoes dangling. No one knows why, but if you want to leave a pair you can.

I can just imagine a pair of mine one day clinking with my coworkers, long since removed from each others lives other then memories remembered. The chances of either of us seeing each other again are irrelevant to our experiences. But I do like to imagine pair of my shoes clinking against his shoes long after our days shared is over.

Good luck in San Fran, M, and Thanks for the song.