i like checks.
sometimes i wish you still had to write a check to pay when you went to the grocery store.
remember all of those times you watched your mom write a check at the grocery store?
and then she had to fill out the balance part.
she looked so important doing that.
and then the cashier had to check her id, make sure she was legit.
so important.
i wanted to be that important; mimicking her with my lil pocket book and baby doll.
once, she even gave me her old check book to play with.
in my pretend world, i became so very important.
now in my real world, all ive got is plastic.
that'll do.
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