Feb 14, 2013
Broken Hopes
Taikuri sat on a bench in the park. The distressed black top hat lay in his lap. He pulled out the dollars and various coins he received. "One, two, three," he continued to count the remaining coins and sighed. "I always barely have enough for a meal, let alone the apartment..." He stuffed the money in his pockets and laid his head against the back of the bench. While closing his eyes he put the hat on the top of his head. Who knows what other things could happen today?