Day 19


It’s a peaceful, easygoing sort of day. You are…well, just existing, somewhere. Out of nowhere, literally, something drifts into your field of notice, the way a leaf might zigzag down or the blur of a crooked eyelash is now a bother or is the refrigerator always so loud?

And now, balancing across the bridge of your nose for a moment, there is a $20 bill [or your currency’s equivalent of a useful but not exciting amount of money].

The ball is now in play

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