Was eating dinner and it was so nice out, I left my front door part way open. My neighbor Matt was looking at the trees. Said he could not sleep. Talked to him awhile and he relaxed and thanked me much for the conversation. Think he was having a mild anxiety attack. Mentioned he was on klonopin. Said he felt much better. Turns out he use to write books with his wife who has passed on. He is such a nice older gentleman. That is so refreshing.