I’ve not yet gone into graphic detail about my sex life and orientation.

I had an alternative sexual lifestyle that ofttimes resulted in sex-party scenes with multiple partners and a variety of practices. I was enthralled with mania and my inhibitions were dulled, my practices sometimes risky and definitely given to impulsively pursuing more and more.

There is one thing that I only shared with the shrinks in the hospital. Something that was obvious in that setting, nothing that I could hide.

And there were my Magic Shoes. One of my roommates decided that he had a need to wear my scruffy old New Balance sneakers and he co-opted them, calling them his Magic Shoes. I was barefoot for two years but was awarded with a nice outfit upon leaving the hospital.

I never tell that story, either.