I used to go with a group of people
who would go to old people's houses and sing to keep them entertained for a bit. They were always so grateful and sweet; and would offer whatever they had to pay for the minutes of happiness (not that we would accept anything) I'd always end up crying.
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Tue 18 Oct 2011, 10:10, Reply)