i was walking with my brother and ariane on bankstreet and a man walking the other direction looked very lost. when we passed each other he asked us if we knew where grove street was. he was a strange man who looked distant and unshaven. we tried to give him directions but didn’t do that well so i asked him where he had to go. he said the address of a doctors office and that he was going there to find out if he had cancer. and a few seconds later he walked away towards his car in hopes of finding grove street, although he mentioned he’d rather be late and walk there. we said good luck and then he was gone. i guess that was pointless to type out but it’s so sad. staring at him he was so far away from us, although he was actually very close. his eyes seemed so dull and sad and numb. i hope he is ok and i wish i could have done something more. it sucks to feel hopeless and helpless and i am sorry for him.
(Source: bumperthumper)