J-walking by

Hawthorne near 37th, Portland OR

Description

I’m a few paces away from a Hawthorne intersection, there are 6 seconds on the pedestrian light. You step into the street headed in my direction. Your dog, floofy. Your fit, fire. I reach the intersection. Three seconds. I hesitate. You are halfway through, not going to make the light. Since you are already in the street I can get across the same time you do if I sprint. I jump out into the street. I land next to you and your dog. you give a wry laugh as we pass. I make it across a second after the signal changes. It was a mundane exchange, but it made my otherwise gloomy day. Idk why. Give your dog a scritch on the chin for me.