The going to score walk
I’ve seen it so many times I don’t even stop short when I see it anymore.
It’s a gait with purpose, entwined with intent. It’s not altogether fast, but it’s not slow either.
If those eyes aren’t aleady dilated in anticipation, you might still catch sight of them: dark and empty, yet filled with want.
One thing, one thing on your mind; until the point, the point, when you can leave it all behind.
On the walk.