After a long, draining day in the studio, I embarked on my journey home. I was stuck in a daze once I got off the bus, my mind stuck on the mediocre day I had spent in the studio. How had I spent 7 hours in the studio with nothing to show for it? Whilst wallowing in my sorrows, I gazed slightly to the right of me and saw a lonely shoe. It served as a reminder that my day was not actually as bad as I first believed, at least I still had both of my shoes.