Let me tell you about my wallet — it was pink (OK, faded pink). Yes, it was because I left it behind on a transit bus I’d boarded from Dallas to Austin. You see, my wallet was bulky, and bursting at its seams. It was filled with trinkets, plastics, and paper.

Trinkets which were mementos collected over the years; items that are useless to others but have significance to me. Plastics which I used to swipe on other plastic machines that go beep and light up, as my account balance goes boop and goes down. Yeah, my credit and debit cards! Other plastics of honorable mentions include my library card…