I used to wear these boots every. single. day. and then suddenly, I stopped. They moved to the back of a closet somewhere in my house and slipped to the back of my mind. I'm happy to say that they've found their way back to me after a couple of grim years. They are the ideal combat boot; they're made of real leather, have a stacked heel and the gripped sole makes them perfect for Canadian winters. I've had these boots for almost five years now and they truly get better with every wear. In a sick twisted way I feel like I rediscovered a part of myself. Isn't it weird how we are so attached to such superficial things? These boots fit me like an absolute glove and allow me to walk tall with confidence.
"We used to leave the blue lights on and there was a beat / Ever since you have been gone it's all caffeine-free / Faux punk fatigues / Said it all before / They try to kick it, their feet fall asleep / Get no harm done no / None of them want to fight me / Combat baby come back baby / Fight off the lethargy / Don't go quietly / Combat baby / Said you would never give up easy / Combat baby come back" - Combat Baby by Metric
