Slowly I turned...
step by step
Inch by inch
*clicky*clicky*
I was going thru an old purse [old] and I came across a $10 bill that my Mom had given me. Even still had her perfume on it. [She always put perfume on her hankie in her bag and consequently her money always had a faint, lovely scent][when I was a kid, I thought money smelled wooooonderful]
Even before the scent hit me; the visual. I was surprised. My first thought was, “Oh! REAL money!” It seemed so much more valuable than any new $10 in my wallet today.
This is how we slowly get our little, psychological fingers pried off the coin of our realm and shifted to little plastic cards.
...or The Amero.
Posted by Claire on 09/20 at 08:12 AM
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