Bicycle

I didn't learn how to ride a bicycle until I was 12 but look at me now. Free. Listening to Dawes on my way to work.

Everyone is in a hurry. No time to look and breathe. 

I notice the girl in her giant black suv and huge sunglasses pick her nose. I notice the pain in a woman's eye while she tries to merge onto the freeway to somewhere new. I see the hunger of a full time employee trying to find something quick to eat but is tired of all the same places.

Does anyone see me?