To create a new world there must be a rupture with the old one. And those who live during times of great change can sometimes notice little fissures within themselves. That was her theory anyway. Even when the old world was harmful, it was still her first world.
There were moments on these walkable streets, bursting forth as they were today with gardens and new spring life, that she felt just a little lost, a traveler from a time of honking, rushing, smog, and speed.