I was just tossing my old coin down the drain when she
crossed my street.
At first I thought I was hallucinating, but how can one
hallucinate perfectness?!
I never realized heaven can be experienced by the living,
but while I got a glimpse of perfection, my coin was 10 feet
under ground.
"Who needs money these days?!" I thought to myslef but
cold-hearted reality came on knocking.
I dived hopelessly into the sewer to save my beloved coin
and when I got out, all dirty, she was already gone.
Probably fleeing from the foreseeable stench.
"I guess it's for the best." I said, trying desperately to
save what was left from my dignity.

She was never mentioned in my diary.
No one realy knows why.