In the apartment I'm living at right now, we have a care-taker who stays there. She old - at least 70. She used to live in one of the rooms in the house. It was a small room, but she had privacy. A couple of months ago our landlord decided to renovate that room and use it for other things. So the old caretaker was given a new place to sleep - the hallway. Her bed was moved there. A divider was put between the door entrance and her new "room" -so she would have some privacy.
Once when a couple of friends were over, I made a comment on the recent shift in her "room" and how it sucked for her.
One of my friends commented "Well she has it better than a lot of other people. She could be sleeping on the streets".
Made sense... but if you only look at the worst as a sign of comparison, then how do you ever improve?
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