April 10, 2009
At the post office, the man ahead of me in line is getting a money order for over $2,000. Iím not the only one who canít keep my eyes off the stack of well-worn bills. All of us in line are mesmerized, our eyes fixed on the cash like flowers turning their faces to the sun. When he turns to leave, pocketing the slip of paper his money has become, he notices the whole line is looking at him. He blushes, looks away, and pulls his cap down, leaving as quickly as a movie star being pursued by the paparazzi.