"There's something freeing about bring outdoors,"
she thinks as she rides past the houses on her bike.
She watches as the sun bounces off the houses onto her face
and feels its warmth against her skin.
These houses are expensive
"in the millions",
she says aloud to no one.
She dreams of a life where one of these houses could be hers,
which one she'd own if she could pick any.
She comes to a stop sign and slows to watch the oncoming traffic.
A car waits for her as she speeds past.
She hopes the occupants think she lives around here.
Although she's sure they aren't thinking about her at all.