My New Life

• Zip jacket up.
• Backpack on.
• Headphones in.
• Crank Things Falling Apart and grin.
• Glove one, glove two and feel the leather wrap around the handle bars.
• Feet to pedals and I'm off.
• I instantly feel the rain hit my checks and begin to run down.
• As The Great Collapse gets going, I pedal harder and realize I'm passing all the cars.
• Enter parking lot.
• Weaving through pillars coming within inches.
• Peppers of red and green, onion, cheese, ranch and drinks.
• Jamming as I walk through the aisles, flashing strange people with my even stranger smile.
  
• Food to backpack.
  
• Glove one, glove two.
• Enter the pillar slalom. Even faster this time.
• Skidding around the corner and down the road.
• Thighs burn.
• Pushing harder through the rain.
• Pushing harder through the pain.
  
• And home.
• This is my new life.
• And I love it.