How quickly Pearl picked up on the fact that one word and one word only meant go, and that word was “GO!”
How beautifully they created their game without assistance, guidance, instruction, coaching, help or hovering.
How sweet the crunch of the apple, the pair, the speed, the sisterhood, the understanding, the exuberance, the ready set go.
How it made me wonder, what stops me from flying this free. And how freeing to be the witness, the watcher, the recorder.
These are the words, when I finally sleep, that will run in rows behind tired eyes: Ready set go, ready set go, ready set go. Bird, camera, fish. Button, apple, mind. Panic, picnic, turtle. Click, clack, clutter. Ready set go. This that the other. Meenie miny moe, a tiger and a toe. Ready set go. What do you know? Ready set go. Bask in the glow.