This morning’s commute
got me thinking
that maybe
I’m lagging behind.
A man whizzed past
on a motorized step
with blue lights
while I just walked
reading my Kindle.
I had to stop
and decide if I needed
an aid to replace
walking with standing.
Progress has changed
the way we progress.
Maybe I’m too old
to catch up with him.
With everyone.
I just like progressing
in my own way.
And not have to stop
when I approach a curb.
Maybe I’m just lazy.
