Nothing about this makes sense, but my thought progression went from finishing my Master's degree, which seemed like a big accomplishment, to trying to think of what else I wanted to achieve in my life - and not something that required any brain power because my brain was tired. This led me to think about learning how to walk in high heels. I've never been able to do that convincingly, until recently.
Today I slipped out on my lunch break to buy these shoes.
I wonder what's wrong with me. Why am I focusing on something so brainless and uncharacteristically girly? .... It could have been worse, and it sometimes has been. It's not so bad being left with an insatiable desire to fill my closet full of pretty shoes.