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Cartwheel Days

by Z.W.

Everyone has those days. Cartwheel Days. When you feel like skipping down the deserted halls of the school during class and doing a cartwheel. Just lifting up your feet and going head over heels down a flight of stairs. For a moment you feel like changing the world, like healing all the wounds of others, like making it all better. But then you realize no amount of cartwheels can heal some.

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Z.W., author of Turbulence, often has Cartwheel Days, though she cannot successfully do a single cartwheel. Z.W. heals her own wounds with lies and chocolate.

6 comments:

Quin Browne said...

funny, i thought about this last week, how i wanted to do a roundoff back handspring again...

... then, i remembered, i never could, and if i tried it now, i'd break something vital.

GM said...

I love those days; thank you so much for giving them a festive and appropriate name! Now if only we could bottle that feeling...

Madam Z said...

Most days, I feel more like I've been run over by cart wheels. But thanks for giving me this lovely glimpse of what it would be like to be on top.

Anonymous said...

Will remember this one for such a day; now I have a title.

Mercury said...

Deliciously haunting....

Dany C said...

ooo i love it...its better than november..i can tell you that!!!