Occasionally, even Fortune needs to bring her shoes to the cobbler to be resoled. She walks a lot and can wear out a pair of shoes like nobody’s business. Those unfortunates destined to be the sole of her shoes will find that their tenure in the position will be rather short but perhaps that is a mercy. After all, the space between Fortune’s foot and the road she treads on is a small one and one that involves a great deal of pressing. On days that I feel sorry for myself, I imagine I am under Fortune’s feet but then quickly realize how much further down Fortune could bring me.