Live one step before Parkinson Written by Amos Jin July, 2025

After the first fall, something turned inside me.

I started taking precautions – not just to avoid injury,

But to protect something deeper:

My dignity.

Before Parkinson, was walking automatically.

Now, nothing is automatic.

Each step is an account.

Each movement is quiet negotiations between me and gravity.

I started seeing the world differently.

Not only as places to go – but as spaces for survival.

She started predicting the whereabouts of dangerous spots.

Zaea. Narrow entrances. Claben tiles. Low chairs.

Even the softest carpet can become a trap.

Before I walk, I think.

Where is the wall?

What can I lean?

What if you lose balance?

So I prepare –

In my opinion, in advance.

I train on the steps before I eat it.

It looks strange, and I know.

But this is the way I move now.

Sometimes I feel like a chess player,

Planning for thirty or three moves forward,

Just to make it across the room.

I don’t always get it properly.