I found myself on the ground not too far from the edge of the sidewalk that you walk on, head buried face down in the dirt and my tail half-covered with sand and bits of gravel, still shining like fool’s gold to catch the eye of anybody who was lucky enough to spot me. Or so I thought. But no one spotted me but me. So I ran to where I was lying and falling to my knees, I picked myself up off the ground and put me in my pocket. I’ll just save it for a rainy day, I said out loud as I brushed the dirt from my pants. I got to my feet and started walking on that sidewalk of yours.