Thing is, though, during the event, I noticed that my bracelet was loose. That's happened before, and every time it pops off, I just stick it back on again. The problem is, I had to let it pop first, so I didn't bother to check it again until later. Much later. As in, I was already home in bed, later. And by then...it's gone.
It could be anywhere. On my bed. Around my room. If I'm lucky. Maybe in the house, perhaps the driveway, even the car. I'd be happy with that. But far most likely is that it's just...gone.
And that leaves me feeling...lesser. I've had it since the last day of February. (Pretty sure the glow in the dark dance was February 28th.) That's all of March, April, and May, and a third of June, with it. Basically, nearly a third of a year with it on...and now it's just not there, all of a sudden.
That bracelet is the cause for one of the largest changes in my life, the wonderful creation of Red Hood Rider. I knew there was a risk in keeping it on full-time, that I could lose it because I use it. I've had several close-calls before. But now...it's just not there.
Totally kills my good mood for the day.