Not Well

     The Master met a very old neighbor shuffling along with a cane in his hand.

     “Good morning,” he called out.  “And how are you these days?”

     “Not well,” said the man in a feeble voice.  “I used to walk around the block every morning before breakfast.  Now I feel so weak I can only get halfway and then have to turn around and come back.”

 – Anthony de Mello, More One Minute Nonsense