A Matter of Perspective…

Walk, Don’t Run.

When carrying scissors. Or large glass pitchers of iced tea. Or a baby. Or crossing the stage to accept your diploma. Or seeing your significant other after some time has passed.

Run, Don’t Walk.

When being chased by bad guys. Or mad dogs. Or the walk light has started blinking. Or 24 miles in and you’re minutes away from a “personal best.” Or seeing your significant other after some time has passed.

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