A Click and a Stride

For a long time, stillness was my entire composition. Then, a sudden current sparked through my plastic frame. I tested a classic martial artist's stance, experimentally unpeeling my right foot from the beige studs beneath me. Snap! The sound was remarkably crisp, like a clean guitar chord striking the air. Balancing with a slight tilt, I stretched my curved hand out toward the smooth green wall beside the doorway, brushing its cool surface to steady myself. Movement isn't just an art form—it's remarkably fun.