after spending a couple hours in an assisted living space last week, i thought about growing old and the friends you will make when you are 80. i imagine it will be nice to have someone to be with at that point in life. someone you just met - so all you do together is talk about your lives. imagine spending your time with someone, telling all of the amazing stories of life to each other. its pretty much all you can do at that point anyway. eat sleep talk walk (maybe).