"Ah.. age has gotten to me too" the old man thought as he slowly buttoned up his trusty black jacket. His joints ache as usual, more so with the cold winter weather that he can feel already just outside his door.

Putting on his best hat, he rubbed his hands together and slowly opening the door locking it on his way out. He stood there for a while looking at the keys in hand, going through the little bumps and edges on it.

Shaking his head slowly he proceeded to walk the small distance to his trusty old blue bicycle leaned against his house. With the bicycle at his side, he walked to the outer gate slowly pushing it careful to not let the pedal hit his frail legs.

As he reached the outer gate, a small push from the ground and he was off on his trusty blue bicycle pedaling away to his destination.