It's like punishment when you want something and you can afford it, but you don't have the fucking place to have it. Okey, now we're only talking about shoes, but I can't get anything else to fit in my shoe wardrobe, unless I start by selling off things - horror of horrors - is there some reality in what I'm saying? Am I the one, who's a collector (sometimes I do tend to belive that my shoes will be worth something more than just a threshold memory for me), going to sell my shoes? Oh, for heavens sake, people. I can't sell my shoes. It's just to radical to think that, but if I were to think logical about selling them I would profit from it. Not all of them has a sentementual value for me, and by that I mean very few.