in high school i liked to drive cars really fast. when i came home from college and i was not used to driving, i learned to enjoy going slow. really slow. sometimes i would go extra slow to piss of people behind me who seemed like they were in too much of a rush. now, i am learning to enjoy walking slow. because i am often stuck walking slowly home from the subway.
today i was walking home from the subway and there was another (young) woman who was walking as slow as i was. there were several awkward moments where i was about to pass her, then she was about to pass me. we were very conscious of each other, b/c we we were both walking *so* slow. i couldn’t take it anymore, and i walked even slower, and let her move ahead.