Standing, check. 10:36. He nods at me as he passes. I am an oddity. Perhaps I've been left behind? Turning, I take a deep breath. Made colder by the wind. Vibrations as I begin to roll. Did I do my wheels up properly? Too late for that!
The wind slows me. Overtaken again. I push on. Silence. My nostrils flare. Breathing. You cannot feel fear when your heart is glad. A childish happiness; planning and foresight is the folly of adults.
Names. Names of places. Somewhere... Nowhere... Like time, I go. I cannot see behind. I am free. For so long I have pursued this feeling... The world, now, I care for not.
I feel free.
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