I turn around. In the midst of the lunch crowd at the corner of 15th and JFK, there's a hulk-like guy behind me marveling at my Genium, eyes wide and eyebrows raised.
We step off the curb, heading over to her car before it gets a parking ticket.
Well, it's like a few of those doors have opened for me lately.
Still, ahead lies a runway of new skills to master. There's a “swipe” maneuver to go up stairs and step over obstacles on the ground. There's weight-shifting and standing on one leg – the Genium's side of course! And if I really want to shake things up, there's balancing on a BENT knee for inline skating mode!
Not on a plane. I just slid open my bedroom window and floated out above the street as if Peter Pan were leading me.
I had my real leg back.
Tim tells me that day will come.
My Genium is charged. And my suitcase is open -- at least to any possibility that'll fit in a Ziploc bag.
So no more procrastinating....It's time to get packin’!