I was at a coffee shop today with a friend and an older man (80's?) approached us and started talking about his experiences in military and other various topics, hardly any of which I could either hear or understand. He insisted on giving me his napkin of notes, chucked his large pack upon his back, and strolled off.
It made me kind of sad. I wanted to hug him.
Wow. Seems like he was writing down whatever came to mind. Been there. God bless people with fragile minds
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