Skyway

Today I rushed through the skyway, considering a walk to Target exercise if done with enough vigor. On my way back to the office, I was stuck behind a short man with long slow strides. Cursing him in my mind, agitated and with a higher heart rate than supplied by the walk, my skin was nearly crawling with frustration within mere seconds! As we approached a closed door, I sighed, disappointed, feeling the heavy weight of wasted time. I then looked up to see that this man had turned to hold the door for me, sharing with me a kind smile while exuding a calm happiness. Lesson: chill out.