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There is a group of people in society that I feel are wrongly villainised.
The quiet judgement is becoming too much. There are audible sighs when they are around. Eye rolls and mutters, even. And I'm here to put an end to it.
Today, I am here to announce, loudly and proudly, I am a slow walker.
Let me first answer your questions, to get these out of the way.
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Yes, I'm 23-years-old with no shortage of energy. Yes, I am of both average height and leg length. Yes, despite this, I am a slow walker.
There is no other excuse (nay, reason) that I need to walk at a slower pace than most, but here I am. An outlier. An anomaly. A shining beacon of slow-moving light. And now I'm here to provide a voice to this silenced community.
At some point, society decided that fast walking equals good and slow equals bad. So, I'm — once and for all — saying goodbye to the days of shame. And goodbye to you, stitch I've had for the last 30 minutes for trying to keep up with the fast-walkers around me.
























