Some mornings start with wheels instead of steps. A light frame waits nearby, ready to roll where feet feel slow. Freedom hides in small things like handles that adjust just right. Outside feels closer now, not so far off. Each push forward takes less effort than before. Gears slip quietly into routine, almost unnoticed. Movement comes back, piece by piece, without forcing it. Feet begin to move; only then does feeling shift, leaning ahead, much like a balance adjusting itsel