30Jun/100
I’m Slow at Walking
This morning I woke up and it was cold out. I sleep next to an open window, and the breeze sent shivers down my side.
The way to work involves a lot of walking through a residential neighborhood in Cambridge. I've noticed that everybody walks faster than I do. It's a strange phenomenon, but for whatever reason, all the other suits and dress shirts pass me constantly. I've always thought my parents walk pretty slowly, and drive pretty slowly for that matter.