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(A 4Chan “green-text” titled “The elderly is wise”, with a black-and-white portrait photograph of an elderly woman staring into the camera)
Be me, lonely guy in Britain
Get in the public transport to get back home
Sit next to a lovely old lady who smiled at me
Have a little talk
She tells me really interesting stuff and we have some laughs together
She tells that this day se would’ve been celebrating his brother’s birthday but he is gone
We keep talking
She tells me a heartwarming advise:
‘I could stay indoors and think about bad things, instead, I decide to go outside, see things, smile at people, they smile back at me, there is no point of being sad and angry at home’
Actually I feel like if I listened some sort of prophet
She gets to her stop and leaves, we say Happy Christmas to each other
Elderly deserve respect, I’ll probably join as a volunteer to some kind of organisation that helps them.
I really wish I could strike up a conversation like this, instead every time I start small talk this little voice in my head says run, run, run and my chest tightens up.
Weirdly enough im very comfortable speaking in front of an audience, but the less people there are the more panicky i get, I think it’s because it feels more personal