As I was leaving the nursing home the other day, I had to wait for two people to leave the elevator before I could get in. One was an elderly man with a walker and the other was a woman, perhaps his wife, who walked very slowly. As the doors to the elevator started to close, I heard him say to her; “First person to the room wins…ready, set….”
I laughed all the way to the first floor.
Sometimes art is about finding the humor in an existence that often can seem humorless.