No147 Bersepeda Pagi Hari dan Paparan Tuck

The quiet before dawn envelops the city. I set out at a time when the streets were empty and traffic was light. After walking for a while, the traffic gradually picked up. The wind from a passing truck made my skirt flutter. It made my heart skip a beat, but that's all part of who I am right now. Walking as “me” rather than “him,” in a place where someone might be watching. It takes a little courage, but I keep telling myself that I don't have to hide anymore. I take a deep breath while waiting at the traffic light. The cold winter air seeps into my lungs. I'm sure that keeping on walking will make me stronger. I'm here—quietly, but surely. #EarlyMorningWalk #CrossDresser #AlongTheHighway #WalkingAsMyself #BeingMyself