Michele Feltman Strider on Nostr: A smile tugs at your face as you text your apologies to the group chat. "Will explain ...

A smile tugs at your face as you text your apologies to the group chat. "Will explain later." You have no intention of explaining later.

You runway strut out of the concourse and into the wintry mix, emancipated. You are Kevin in Home Alone. You are free.

You feel giddy, like a character in one of the manic old-timey musicals they show at holiday time. You'd skip if you weren't sure to slip and fall.

On the ride-share ride home, you consider how to spend this magical, stolen moment.