I found $6 today on the sidewalk. I picked it up, looked around for anyone who may have lost it, and slipped it in my pocket.
I've never been the kind of person who views lost money as my own lottery. My found money is someone else's lost money.
I can never shake from my mind what someone else had planned for the money. This was especially true today because this money belonged to a student who probably doesn't have much to begin with.
By the end of the day, the $6 was still folded in my pocket. No one claimed it. No one complained about losing money.
In a little while, I'll be stopping at Target to pick up some educational games. That $6 will go toward one of them. It's the only way to ease my conscience.
I've never been the kind of person who views lost money as my own lottery. My found money is someone else's lost money.
I can never shake from my mind what someone else had planned for the money. This was especially true today because this money belonged to a student who probably doesn't have much to begin with.
By the end of the day, the $6 was still folded in my pocket. No one claimed it. No one complained about losing money.
In a little while, I'll be stopping at Target to pick up some educational games. That $6 will go toward one of them. It's the only way to ease my conscience.
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