So today while I was getting on my train to go home, there was an old man just about ready to collapse. Its things like that that make me just a little hesitant to get old and grey alone.
Things could have been a lot worse had it not been for the good Samaritans that were there to help him and stay with him all through his ordeal.
I just hope that when I’m old and grey that someone will be there around me. Not that it’s necessary or anything, but you know, it’d be comforting and nice to have someone around and stuff.