2023-01-21

When I ran home after my workout in the calisthenics park, an old man shouted “Urologie!” at me. I stopped. He was looking for the urology clinic. He had wet his pants. The clinic was half an hour walk away. There was a bus line, but he told me he spent all his money on the taxi here. I offered him help and ran home to get my wallet. On the way back I met him, but he thanked me and told me that he would just withdraw from the nearest bank.

What surprised me was his attitude. He was calm and reserved. He had wetted his pants and had to ask strangers for help. He would have to spend at least another half hour outside in the cold, with wet pants. Yet he was calm.

“Goals!” — as you would say it today.