I threw my rusty coins (exactly three hundred dollars) in the trash can and said a final farewell to the pavement of bliss that I had walked on for my whole life. I crumpled the sinking feeling in my heart and tossed it in my cat’s litter box. I started climbing the ladder of red, huffing and puffing, not stopping at all. An hour later, I was still moving my feet, up and down, not tired. I hadn’t got to the top of it yet. This time, I ran up, and it seemed as if I had just started climbing!