Quick Pace

Unforced Movement
Moving without trying to improve anything.

Got ready to go walk today and was reminded that the stinky dumpster under our place wasn’t emptied yesterday.

Now the lids were propped out with more trash bags, and the smell had complete freedom around our place.

So I pulled the bags out so the lids would close.

One of the “know everything” residents questioned me on it.

I calmly and deliberately shut down the conversation, and she backed off.

The anger and frustration stayed with me as I started walking. The pace was quick.

I didn’t notice much.

Only that a gas meter on one of the buildings was leaning crooked. I wondered why, then kept moving.

My breathing increased, but I walked wherever I wanted.

Walking with attitude. Not bad.