Both the Problem and the Solution

Listen to this short, remarkable story about a clever strategy which a nursing home in Düsseldorf, Germany came up with to address the problem of disoriented residents wandering away.

“It’s like another thought comes up and you forget what you wanted. It’s like fishes coming up to the surface of the water and then going down again. Thoughts come up and they disappear and you don’t know that they have ever been there. You forget.”

~ Richard Neureither (translated by Regine Hauch) for “The Bus Stop,” by Lulu Miller, Radiolab, March 23, 2010

Pressure

by Company of Thieves

I'm angry all the time

No one's fault but mine

Tell me how you fashion kind

When you're out of style

And I try hard to answer

All the questions that you've posed

Tell me now how should I care

When I feel so alone

And so unloved

The pressure is rising

I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

When you come home really late at night

Ripe to pick a fight

I know just the kind you'd like

So come on and bite

And I try hard to answer

All the punches that you throw

Tell me now how should I fair

When I feel so unloved and so alone

The pressure is rising

I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

The pressure is rising

I've been compromising for you

I'm waiting at the bus stop in the morning

And it's pouring

Oh, I am waiting at the bust stop for you

Staring at walls with closed doors

The key that won't work

Sure helps the time pass by

Saying I'm wrong when I'm wrong

Knowing it's the right thing

Sure helps the thoughts in my mind

The pressure is rising

I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

You, you

I am waiting at the bus stop

In the morning

And it's boring

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Pressure

by Company of Thieves

I'm angry all the time

No one's fault but mine

Tell me how you fashion kind

When you're out of style

And I try hard to answer

All the questions that you've posed

Tell me now how should I care

When I feel so alone

And so unloved

The pressure is rising

I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

When you come home really late at night

Ripe to pick a fight

I know just the kind you'd like

So come on and bite

And I try hard to answer

All the punches that you throw

Tell me now how should I fair

When I feel so unloved and so alone

The pressure is rising

I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

The pressure is rising

I've been compromising for you

I'm waiting at the bus stop in the morning

And it's pouring

Oh, I am waiting at the bust stop for you

Staring at walls with closed doors

The key that won't work

Sure helps the time pass by

Saying I'm wrong when I'm wrong

Knowing it's the right thing

Sure helps the thoughts in my mind

The pressure is rising

I mean it, it's binding

I've been compromising for you

You, you

I am waiting at the bus stop

In the morning

And it's boring