as i bladed in a hurried rush to volunteer at the hospital..the world was a blur, admittingly mostly due to my semi-comatose-state ..
but one thing i noticed

were the vibrant colours of fall, displayed in all their mightly glory. loudly shouting: of joy, of excitement, of life
patients always ask me about the weather outside; i guess they don't get a chance to head out too much while they're in the hospital
but though you can't feel the cool breeze in your face, or the fragrances the grass gives off, or hear the sounds of cars zooming by. your eyes can still take it in


today i met a lady who was in her 100th year of life here on earth. her name is mildred, we called her millie.
i thought she was 70 at most.
she was so ... cool.
seriously- chatty, making jokes, reading romance novels, sitting looking ever so content in her wheelchair behind a pot of brightly coloured flowers - gifts from loved ones.

she fell last night and cut her elbow so she didn't feel like going to the gym and working out. but she told her roommate to work hard for the both of them. and that she'd watch her her roommate's bed for her. and when we came back, she saw us from down the hall. put down her book. grinned, and waved.

she's been able to experience 100 autumns.
how cool is that.
& though it'd be neat to feel this way.. this indescribable feeling.. 100 times
it shouldn't take away from the individual event.
each year.. each season.. each day. is a gift from above.

anyway. [ end incoherent & uneloquent thoughts here ]