The Commute

You have two choices in your walk home in the cold: be like everyone else and keep your head down, or turn the next 10 minutes into a moment for a Naomi Campbell Walk. Glide over those patches of ice like the graceful swan you are. This block right here is your runway. A moment of rest is never in order. To rest is to stop moving. To stop moving is to feel the cold. Remember, the prize is heat, but also, a respite from the endless winter.

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  11. coloredheartfromcloserange said: It’s so much easier to slip doin a model walk when it’s icy/snowy though! In summer, fall, and spring though I’m all about this.
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