Dyon J. Kaleuwee

The space between my strides

While billionaires are busy tickling the heavens with their aluminum airborne erections, I am just trying to take it step by step.

I never felt like taking up much space. When you grow up as one of the smaller kids in your age group, you automatically live in your very own stratosphere. It’s usually not one you share, there is not much space and really just about enough oxygen to entertain one. But it’s in people’s weird nature to step into whatever stands out, creating harmful holes in my very own ozone while they do so. I’m not talking about bullying here, something my…