Wednesday, September 2, 2009


He was there again. Sitting at the same spot in the same position he was in the last time round.

"Sir? Sir?"

He responded as slowly as he did before.

I put what was in my hand into his, and this time I had a little bit more.

"You're always here, aren't you?"

He started with a long, unclear and incomprehensible mumble, and then I heard, "mmgh if I'm not here, I'm there.."

I thought he was just talking gibberish, when I realised he really had no where to go, and nothing to do.

"What's your name, sir?"


"I'm Wei, Frank. Now you take care, alright?"

"Thank you..."

I hope I made his day just a bit better. It didn't take much of me at all.

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