September 18, 2024 - “Road trip”

She steps closer to the edge and feels rough pavement press against the bare soles of her feet. She had forgotten her shoes in the room, in the garden, maybe, and she had not missed them, had started to like the way each step was a sweet, shared moment between herself and solid ground, had felt less like she was floating away, now that she could feel the earth beneath her, and so she keeps them off the rest of the evening, the next morning as they eat breakfast and pack up the car, and even as they drive, she rests her bare feet on the dashboard while they talk back and forth about the night before.