Some crazy kind of gravity

I avoid busy streets. A crowded pavement with some stepping purposefully, some meandering and some mooching gives me the heebie-jeebies! Bump here, nudge there; just like the dodgems! Keep away! I like my space!

I walk where the pavements are empty. Just me... and where
I want to be.

But there’s a universal truth at play. As I walk, enjoying space and freedom from potential collision, I catch a glimpse of another person heading straight towards me. With so much space, surely he will keep away. But no! He’s not even going to swerve.

Every damn time!

“Oops! Sorry!”