So today I was picking up prescriptions at the optometrist (which I was apparently supposed to be getting mom's contacts and I just heard prescription for some reason,) and there was an old man crying really quietly in the corner. I was going to go talk to him, but when I turned around he was looking everywhere but at the people in the room. He was trying so hard to not draw attention to himself (and I'm pretty shy,) so I left.
But...I wish I had talked to him.
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