I Stand By Denmark
When I stepped in front of a car running a yellow light in a crosswalk in Center City Philly. I wasn’t completely aware of what I was doing. I saw the car, and noted that the driver was looking towards her right as her car moved forward at a good clip. For some reason my body was on autopilot, and I was fuzzy after having spent a restless night with a low-grade fever and chills.
Luckily for me at the last instant I came to my senses and leapt backward. It wasn’t a graceful leap: more of a pronk backwards followed by a “Whoa!”.
As I continued my walk to work I thought about how crappy it would have been to die in a crosswalk in Center City Philly on a cold windy day. I then understood that the downtown areas of cities are Nature’s way of keeping the suburban population in check.
