My legs are strong. My arms are smooth. What was once unsure can now stand through the test of time. We step ahead. We step back. What keeps us going? I don’t have the answers. I hum to my favorite song as I speed down the highway. I like speed. I giggle. I cry. Who is doing that. Warm, burning feeling down my throat. I twist and turn, moving without rhythm to the beats that I cannot hear. I rest awake, staring into nothing. Who knows what the new day will bring.
© Sima Pendharkar July 2006