After going to the grocery last night, I dropped by a drugstore to buy some vitamins for myself. I have been busy and tired these past few days and my cousin who is a doctor advised me to take some multivitamins. While waiting for my order, I noticed that beside me was an old man who looked tired. He seemed sleepy, too. He was wearing a tattered shirt and a pants with hand-sewn patches. Little did I know that my encounter with this unassuming old man would remind me of something I have forgotten to do lately.