The Briefest of Theological Notes...

So I arrive at my Y, preparing to worship in the temple of my body, and I find that, of the total of four white athletic shoes that I own, the two I pull out of my gym bag both fit my right foot. One wonders what the course of events was that lead to this. Two white shoes under my bed (presumably a pair) and two in my closet (ditto). In haste I grab the two from the closet.

Later, while playing basketball, I found I could only go to my left. Good thing I'm comfortable with that.