One night (and it just had to be a rainy one), my wallet took my keys and ran away. Bringing with it my identity, and a year of computer documents. How is it gonna survive the streets with just 200 pesos and some old receipts? And what is it gonna do with my atm card when it doesn't even know my pin?
I guess, it happens. I should have known. There comes a day in a wallet's life when it grows tired and bored of its old life and it would just take off without a word nor the pre-requisite farewell fuss.
Wallets grow up and feel the need to be independent. They leave. It's normal.
If they do come back, don't be surprised if they arrive empty and wanting. It usually is like that.
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