A Strut on the Sidewalk

The city air rushed past, and suddenly my still limbs softened. I felt the concrete beneath my sneakers and gave a tiny, intentional bounce. I could actually move! I swung my right arm forward, tapped the pink strap of my crossbody bag to make sure it was secure, and let my silver waist chain chime against my jeans. Taking one confident step past the dark green subway railing, I paused right there under the towering glass store fronts, grinning behind my glasses.