The rest of the walk, I twirled the penny in between my fingers wondering how I, the rescuer of lost currency, had gone so long without seeing a stray, let alone making a rescue. I made the realization that I had lost the habit of looking- gradually, gradually, then suddenly. I was so fixated on where I was headed that I almost went past this one without a second thought. I shudder to think of the opportunities I’ve missed over the years because I gave up the habit of looking while on my march toward today.

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