Already On Your Way

Hi, my name is Rooie,
and I don’t always know where I’m going.
But I always go first.

I saw the taxi before anyone else —
bright yellow, waiting like it was meant for us.

I reached for the handle.
That was enough.

My friends were already right there with me.

We didn’t say where.
We didn’t need to.

Because in my world, a taxi isn’t a ride.
It’s the start of something.

And once the door opens —
you’re already on your way.