God, I miss being that guy and living somewhere worth walking around. Those were good times.

The Walker (dog version)

Forced to walk by small predator for its amusement

Handles poop on a daily basis, no longer thinks it’s gross

Cannot zone out during walk, must always be aware of surroundings

Active at dawn and dusk, the sidewalk is too hot otherwise

The squirrels fear him and warn each other of his advance

Tries to be friendly, but dog ignores neighbors who want to greet it

Cannot tell you what the podcast they just listened to was about

Sometimes substitutes walk for a visit to a park where their dog will have fun with others while they sit around bored

I’m nowhere near this steppilled

This used to be me, and will be one day again, inshallah.

Literally me

It me fr

Quinby-core

Walker, texas ranger

ah, that means ACAB includes the Walker

Personally I listen to podcasts so I don’t have to think about the secrets of the universe

Smoking isn’t all that bad for you provided you also walk a fair bit. I don’t drive.

My two methods of transport is walking or trains. Cycling is too fast and scary and the bus is way too loud. Walking is exactly the right pace and comfort

It me.

hey that’s me