Walk, Run, Stop

Continuing on my daily observation of myself observing those who deserve to be observed, I have found this.   It is a mixture of hope, calm, panic, fear, and obvious disappointment.   Disappointment? Hum.  Maybe?  What if the Red guy is the real message.  STOP.  Maybe stop wasting time doing things you really don't like?  Maybe the faster you try to run toward something the less likely it will be there?   Maybe the standing red guy is the only one who sees what is around him.    Or maybe it's just a funny crosswalk light in a little town in Mexico.   You tell me...