I was having a conversation with my advisor and a few classmates about childhood figures such as Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy. The subject came up about how we were compensated for a lost tooth; some said bills, some said coins, while some said nothing at all. My teacher said that they didn't believe that the tooth fairy had bills with her at all times, to which someone replied 'A trinkets for a trinket', and I've been thinking about it since.
I like to believe that no matter how many wrinkles you get, how many experiences you go through or the more you learn that there's some sort of whimsy or childish charm that you still have. Childhood essence especially since it's something that can bring anyone together whether it be a memory or childhood dream. No matter how big or small that spark of silliness is, I'm sure everyone still holds it.