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You there. Stop looking up.

I don’t hate you, I just want you out of my way.

It has been brought to my attention by people I trust that I have a… tone. Sometimes when I’m interacting with others in public they come away with the impression that I’m angry or upset with them, and that is not the case.

I just want you to move over.

There are over seven billion of us on this planet, and most of us are going somewhere every day. We have to figure out something that’s going to work so we don’t stay aggravated with each other.

This walking down sidewalks four abreast has to stop. Same with the random stops on main thoroughfares. The simple fact is that everyone else is moving at a different pace, and by stalling us you are stealing moments from us that we will never get back. Time that we could be spending at home sooner if we can only get there.

Locals will be more than happy to tell you which side we walk on.

Perhaps you don’t know what I’m talking about. In that case you are most certainly part of the problem. Every person lined up behind you on the freeway or the sidewalk despises you. Some honk, sure, some make passive aggressive comments as they slink off the curb to get around you.

But not me. I’m doing well not to hate people, and it’s a lot of concentration to make it so.

I have this insane utopian vision that one day people will get it. They will gain self-awareness and situational awareness, noticing when there are people behind them, and scoot to the side as a courtesy. Some will even notice oncoming pedestrians and both will redirect in kind. Passing each other uneventfully on either side of the sidewalk.

It is a fond dream, and one of which I remain deprived. I go places and do things. I return home. With very little exception, there is some impediment rooted entirely in the inconsiderate disregard of others.

The weight of this burden is compounded even more by my unfailing practice of what I preach. You would be in rare company if you ever found yourself stuck behind me. Again, places to go and things to do. I’m the guy who never misses a green light, but I am also frequently the guy behind someone who does.

It’s a far cry from the rash days of my youth when I would regularly follow people who had held me up to their homes whereupon I encased their entire home in concrete. I’m past that now. Never going back to that behavior or a number of states for lots of reasons.

So please, I beg of you, take note that you are not the only person or group of persons on the sidewalk or the road. Make an effort to make some room for your fellow human who’s just trying to get somewhere. Or else.