|10:05 pm - Black water|
Lost the stylus for my phone long ago, so bought one intended for tablets. Works fine, can be stuck in top of phone at need. (My thumbs don't text. Period.) Tuesday for some reason I had the stylus without the phone and pants with no pockets, so stuck stylus in my bra and forgot about it. Tuesday night I'm undressing, stylus falls onto rug, 'ah there it is.' Finished undressing, threw clothes in laundry basket, put on bathrobe, went to retrieve stylus-- and it wasn't there. Looked under dresser and bed though I hadn't been near where it was and couldn't have accidentally kicked it away. It wasn't there. It's gone. I don't know how.
I'm hoping this is just one of those accesses of brain shutoff that had me, on the weekend, looking down at the gear wheels on my bicycle and thinking 'but they ought to be on the left side of the bike, they're always on the left side, how could they have moved to the right side?' Checked all other bikes in sight and all had the gears on the right side. But I had a distinct memory of looking down at my gears to be sure that I hadn't slipped onto the smallest wheel, and the gears were on my left.