As I rode my bike down the street, through the small path I remember the feeling of being free. I remember not wanting to go too fast, afraid that I would lose traction with the thin wheels that supported my 10 speed bicycle. The cool air blowing against my face made me feel like I could do anything, it was invigorating. I wondered if this feeling would last forever.
While riding, questions would come into my mind of where will I be in twenty years? Will I be in an Executive office? Will I be driving, or using a train to get to work? Will I be making a lot of money? Who will I be working for? My little mind would wonder from thought to thought with no limitations. The world was my oyster.
I think riding my bike made me think that I had a superpower, that at any given moment I would be able to levitate off the ground and just take off to anywhere I wanted, become like a bird with wings. I would soar above everyone taking part in their daily lives; watching people walk into their office building, bringing their children to daycare, others going for morning coffee …