Sky

A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky.

~ Kenko Yoshida

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When I look up at the sky, I like to imagine some benevolent force is smiling down on me.  And that the force - whatever name you want to give it - favors me and wishes me well and is about to let money rain down on me.  Paper money - individual bills.  Because coins or bundles of cash would hurt me if they fell on me.