In a men's room, he stepped up to a sink under a large mirror that he shared with an older man at the next sink.  The man was doing nothing but staring at himself, stepping up to the mirror, then back, only once in profile, his eyes never leaving his eyes.  Quite suddenly, the older man flicked his eyes over to him in the mirror, then pointed him with amusement to himself, saying of his own mirror image, He couldn't find his place in the bigger world, so he looked within a smaller one…That meant giving up hopes of big money…He would take what he could get…But, this late in the game, it isn't easy…It's pittance he has to settle for, leaving him in a world of no size at all.  The older man stopped to let out breath, and did it with a chuckle; then, he took his gaze off himself.  And, just like that, without anything else transpiring, it was as if the older man had been released to be free among the living — no longer as old, or hunched, or lost in a persistent stare.