i'm gonna need a teacher.
i'm gonna need someone to show me how
to do this.
i'm gonna need to find someone who is
still alive even tho they're old....
and that's when i talked to stewart.
the room mate.
he had been asleep most of the first day
and a half. then i guess the drugs wore
off. and there he was.
his face was beautiful.
he was awake.
i went over to tell him.
leaning over him, i leaned close and
said 'you have the most beautiful face.'
he smiled.
later i visited with him. got to talk to him.
84 years old.
lived on his own.
fairly good health. until this problem.
but he's okay.
his wife died three years ago.
'are you lonely?' i asked him.
his face changed.
yeah. he was lonely. he missed her.
he told me how he met her.
his face lit up with that....
it was a great story.
i told him i was scared to get old.
i didn't know how.
how? i asked him?
how do you?
'you take it as it comes.' he said to me
and he said 'it's not so bad, you do things
that make you happy.'
ahhhhh....i liked stewart......
but then it really got interesting.......
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