I work near an adult day care center.  During my lunch-time walk, I notice the attendees sitting around long tables at the day care center.  There generally isn't anything on the table , they're just proped against the table.  Some times the television has a black and white program playing, other times "living color" - no matter, few seem to be paying attention to the television, most are just slumped kidiwampus in their chair or wheelchair, sleeping or staring into space.  The attendants seem to be kind and caring toward the patrons.  It's like this day after day.  While I'm able to still make a contribution to society I do my very best to make someone's day just a little bit better.  To earn my keep, to make a difference somehow, somewhere.  But this scene at the adult day care center gives me pause to wonder when I reach that age, would I want to slump over in a chair my every waking hour if that's all my body is physically capable of doing?