Day 850, First day of school

I was thinking about  school while running around in circles when an old guy comes walking along carrying disposable bags by his side. I said good morning and he said, "this is some bull-shit." I wasn't sure if he was talking to me or not. 

When I saw him again, he was sitting outside the auto shop. He covered his face when I ran by. 

I wonder why he was so alarmed by my presence. 

I'm a little worried about him.

Where was he walking from? where was he going?