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Depressing

Found out from my mum that the uncle whom i've always bought hokkein prawn mee from, was admitted into the hospital recently and has been unconscious since. Seems that he has been drinking too much for too long, until finally his body couldn't take it anymore and just collapsed. He began to seek solace in beer after his china bride ran away with their gold and money. That happened quite a while back, i think. Now, his aged mother and his mentally-handicapped brother are at a loss 'cos he had been the main cook at the stall. What's worse is that they have already paid a hefty amount of money for a stall at a makeshift market during the renovation period of the current one. We don't know each other in that sense of the word, but somehow i feel quite sorry for and sad with them. Can only pray that he will wake up soon...

i have to remember i can't save the whole world. But sometimes i wonder if i have done what i could for those whom i could have done it for.