The topic on the radio was about people living with colon cancer.
How they would pass motion, having to carry a bag of their own waste ...
How other illness will most likely occur...

Later, I was having lunch in a coffeeshop when I noticed a rather peculiar teenage boy.
He's definitely not homeless but there was an obvious troubled expression on him.
He went table to table asking something, but everyone turned away.
He came to my table, "Can I ask you something, Miss?"
I turned away.
He even offered a handshake, "My name is ..., what is yours?"
I didn't look at him.
He walked away.

There is just too much sadness in this world.