Handicapped

I still find it distressing when I see handicapped people being pushed in wheelchairs, and the wonderful people who care and entertain them. I think I always will, but that is good as this type of thing then remains at the top of consciousness (compassion?). To live life like this. That one precious life we all have.

I find it impossible to understand those who waste their life through their own choice. But that's their choice and I don't have to understand it, sad though it is. For some it is simple greed. The actions people will take. The risks people will take. The risks worth taking. Reasoned choice. Stupidity? Who knows? Sometimes the question is "Who cares?"