He was only trying to follow the doctor’s orders. They were quite simple, really.
Eat right. Exercise.
Larry doesn’t have the energy like he used to. He’d never gotten this tired before. He is beginning to realize exactly what this recent birthday meant. He certainly wasn’t going to bring all of this to his wife. Partly because he had never really felt depression before and wouldn’t know how to formulate his feelings into words.
So he sat, trying to soak away the cramps in his body, hoping the steam would remove the worry from him. Letting the mist mask his leaky eyes.
Poor Larry…. he wasn’t ready for this. He is, however, ready to go back home.
Things Fall Apart 