The building is nicer than most of the surrounding ones, but still obviously in its element in a tired, somewhat run down neighborhood. This ain’t Beverly Hills, that’s for sure.
In the windows I can see small pockets of the tiny worlds these elderly people live in. In most of the windows you can see wheelchairs. In one room, an old man sits alone in front of a computer. I can see he’s on Facebook. I realize that might be the only connection to life he has left.
Please don’t let me live that long.
So I came home and posted this on Facebook. Hello, irony. Thanks for the visit. It’s kinda lonesome round here.