Money and I used to be the best of friends. We'd go everywhere together. We'd go camping together, we'd go hang out at the mall. Anytime that I went to buy something for my truck, money would come with me and make the experience so much better.
Then, one day, money got mad at me and we had a big fight. It was pretty ugly. Lots of name calling. Since then, money and I haven't been together much at all. Going to the store just isn't the same without my friend money.
I miss money. I wish money would come back and visit me.