AustLit

'Over the last few months, I have been refamiliarising myself with falling over. I don’t remember when I stopped falling over—or rather, when falling over stopped being an insignificant everyday event—but now, when I fall, there’s a shock that feels like it bounces from my heart to my stomach to wherever I’ve made contact with the ground back up to my ears, which ring. e reason I am eating shit again is that—like many others, so many that there is not only an international rollerskate shortage, but a subreddit dedicated to the slow shipping of one particular brand (r/DudeWheresMyMoxis)—I took up rollerskating over lockdown.' (Falling Forth Forever: Adalya Nash Hussein, Editorial introduction)