Saw an eccentric old man push past my brother today. No, more like poke past him.

He scurried along, with his backpack, as if in a hurry to somewhere.

It was such an oddity. Cos people his age are seen more commonly walking leisurely along the pavement, smelling the roses or something.

It struck me how loneliness is something that everyone has to deal with. Because I don't think we were made to stand isolated. And we find all means and ways to deal with it. To fill that void inside.

My 'help meet' - Help in times of desperate need.

I forget how easy it is to forget, and how easy it becomes to remember thereafter..

Just some thoughts before I crash.