After 15 years of losing my pentacle (a pewter ‘goddess’ pentagram) that I bought a little new age shop that has long since been gone- It’s fallen off my neck in various cities, run over by a car and oddly enough- always would wind up back in my possession. I had always found amusement in the way it would boomerang in and out of my life.
Monday night I reached into my pocket to pull out the pentacle because I have a habit of rubbing it between my fingers when I’m in thinking mode- and it wasn’t there. Apparently it fell out of the hoodie some where along the course of my day. Stopping at a Circle K, pizza shop, work… it could be a number of places that I’m not willing to retrace.
Alas I think it’s time to let go completely. I’m not going to hope it’ll come back to me, I don’t expect it to this time. I just hope someone else finds it and appreciates that little hunk of metal.
*sniff*
