So don't play with me 'cause you'll play with fire.

Today a man was getting into his super secret, lock-and-key, ultra private safe deposit box. And he called me over, like, "hey, come here for a second". So naturally, thinking he probably had a gun in there (because that's happened) I walked over.

"hey", he says, "have you ever seen real silver before?"

To which he holds up some giant Australian coins and puts them in my hands. It is funny when people stop being private for small moments and allow you into their lives. Into their 3' by 5' shoebox life protected by metal and locks.

It's, on the other hand, hard to think that those things are hope for people. They think hope fits in a box in a bank and it just doesn't.

These are my long days. Work and school are taking over any brain power I have for other activities.