Balance

Waiting for life to continue, as always. This time hanging out in a right-turn lane about 3 cars back, on my way to meet someone for lunch. On my right was a Wendys, and at the drive up window was a sight that made me grin from ear to ear.

Yep, a man on a unicycle. He had on a pressed clean white shirt and tie and sharp black slacks. A business man, without a doubt. He gripped the edge of the window until she handed him a sack of food and off he went. Rolling down the road on that precarious single wheel with his new meal in hand. Where was he going? Back to work? And why the choice of one wheel instead of two?

Either way, as the lane moved and I went on my way, I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for the polished man with his hot lunch, stoically rolling away on the most ridiculous form of transportation ever. Somehow, I get the feeling he's the kind of guy who knows what he wants and isn't afraid to grab it.

I guess whatever may or may not be true about him, one thing is: he's really good at balancing. Good luck, unicycle man.