Loser :)

I lost my wallet today: I'd detoured into a charity shop en route to buying groceries when I realised that it was gone. A security guard later told me that the area is known for pickpockets.

Still, it was sort of surprising since I'm pretty careful with my stuff. What was equally surprising was my lack of reaction. I didn't get annoyed/disappointed at myself. I didn't even get flustered. It was actually pretty funny: for once I had a negative answer for the donation drive guy who asked me for spare change and subsequently gave me directions to the police station. We had a good laugh when I retraced my steps past him a second time.

And then I went to make a police report, and this made it better:

The man ahead of me in the police station queue was grubby and staggered. Then his turn and he told the officer how that he'd been sexually assaulted by a man at his friend's house, and I felt horrible for judging his midday stutter. I want to remember to pray for him.

So yes, I lost my wallet and had a fair amount of cash in it, and it'll cost me far more to replace my cards and keys than I like to think about in ringgit, but that's just money. Not that money isn't important or hard to come by, but it's not something inherently valuable like happiness or bodily safety or even time.

Which is a hint to myself to go start homework. Right now.

(Also, I checked with the box office and I can still collect November Les Mis tickets for myself and four friends even without the card that I'd used to pay for them. Phew.)