After the eating lunch at my favorite shop, I went back to my office to try to put togather some reasoning for why at that time did I run across that old man, More time he said and the reason he gave for why we needed more time is to live, at that age I ponder would I want to live any longer after all at 90 you are on borrowed time. I ask one of my girlfriends in the office what did she think of more time, she said for what? I told her the story of the old man I saw and she said, you sure you heard him right. I said to her, yes I heard him right then she said as simple as she could we live in a moment and there is just not enough time to live forever. I look at her and said thank you, you just answer the question of life. I wonder if I will ever see that old man again. Each time I go out for lunch I watch ever so careful for a sighting of him, but nothing. He has open my life to a broad range of living, things want be the same any more for me. I have alot of work to do on my self starting with Anger.