This is what someone in my office just said. He said it in response to a question about what motivated him to spend so much time taking care of a sick aunt.
Sometimes I forget that old people were once young. That they once went to school, went on dates, drove cars, drank beer out of the bottle. I feel bad for the old, homebound people whose relatives don't visit them.
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Yeah, but I already hate it when I feel like people hang out with me out of pity. So I would assume I'll also hate it when I'm old.
I agree. I also think that one day everyone I know will have 'passed'... I know it's a little morbid, but still, life on earth will be totally different to how it is now in fifty year's time and that's crazy!!
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