A penny lay on the pavement unnoticed by most, but the coin collector spotted it amidst the yards of pavement and bent down to pick it up. "Guess what year?" He held it up so she could scrutinize it's smooth edges and dark coppered tinting.
"1986" a random guess as good as any other she shrugged.
"Close. 1982... If you could go back, what three things would you do differently?" An everyday question that had no everyday answer.
1982.... the world turned upside down and inside out and wrongside up.
"I'd change... everything." No place to begin or end in this story. "Everything needed to change.You?"
He shrugged. "Dunno. Not much. Nothing really, I guess. It was good."
"You were fortunate. Most of us have something we wish we could change" She noted the obvious and they walked down the street, their arms around each other in a deep silence that held regret, satisfaction, contentment and love.