I’ve never lost a parking ticket until today.
One minute it was in my bag.
And then it disappeared.
Like a magician that can make things disappear!
Except that I am not a magician.
And then I am suddenly thrown off guard.
I search my vehicle.
I trace back my steps into the place where I last sat.
And still no sign of the lost ticket.
It’s not a big deal really, just pay the lost ticket fine.
But if truth be told, it is a big deal for me.
I have no idea how the ticket disappeared from my bag.
The security guard assured me I could get a refund if I find the ticket within 15 days.
Like that’s supposed to make me feel better….
Maybe I am beating myself too much of this.
Thing is, I’ve never lost a ticket in 59 years.
Could it be because I’m turning 60 next year?
It would be a miracle if the ticket pops up in 15 days.
I know I shouldn’t obsess about this but I am.
I am going back to the place tomorrow to ask the waiter if he found a lost ticket.
Frankly, I’ve lost more important things.
I have no idea why I am fretting over a lost ticket.
Linlokfei 