Once I was a young man! I had hopes and dreams and a future, just like you. Remember that when you see old people. That's why I've visited the nursing home, almost every week for the last ten years. Get up some morning and imagine your whole life is behind you. Most of the people you love have passed on. You have no dreams, no future, no joy, absolutely nothing to look forward to, and your fondest hope is that you die quietly in your sleep, before you cost your family any more money. Imagine all those things, and then ignore those forgotten souls, if you can.