I found a nickel on the ground upon my return from my lunch break. I remember when that would have made my entire day.
My parents and I would make it a game when we went out. I'd walk through parking lots and over sidewalks with my head down, scanning every inch of the ground in front of me, determined to see a coin (any coin) before my Dad picked it up.
It was nice to have some of that feeling back this afternoon, if only for a little while.
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