this morning #1179.

this morning, this woman walked past me. blasted past, actually. fast. with purpose. if i hadn’t stepped aside, i’m certain she’d have walked right through me. thrown a shoulder. prominent scowl. furrowed brow. no doubt she was claiming her space. i knew better than to react to her. it was not the time or place for a conflict with a stranger. live & let live. for all i knew, she was one of those folks who views life through a overly reactive lens of hate. any provocation is enough to set her off. a slight slight on a city sidewalk is more than sufficient. i decided to just let her breeze on by. not gonna lie though. i kept picturing me being knocked over. over & over. that two-second run-in really shook me.