you’ll pick it up. you’ll pick it up slowly, cautiously but before long the wheels are spinning, the world is whirling - your shadow is lengthening. and it is exciting to see the metal reflecting, glinting in the sun. but what takes your breath away - what makes the tingle of your entire body turn into a fast burn and spread like brush fire jumping from you into the space around into space - is seeing your reflection in other people - everyone else zooming out from their houses onto green lawns, blank streets - everyone has picked it up.
you’re traveling. you’re going places. but the best part of it all is you are certainly not alone.