Train Dreams

 

Is that what I am? A hermit? Just waiting to see what we've been left here for. (...) 

He spent the rest of his days waiting so he would be there if she ever came back. 

He saw his face in a mirror for the first time in nearly a decade. 

He could see now the toll that the years had taken. 

He felt that he was only just beginning to have some faint understanding of his life, even though it was now slipping away from him.