little bits of me: the patch-day 48

7.17.2004

the patch-day 48

A sure sign that my smoking days are behind me: I lost my brass zippo.

It was given to me more than 10 years ago by a friend who found it in her couch. She was a smoker, but she wasn't a zippo kind of girl, so she gave it to me. Up until just over a week ago it was always in my front pant pocket where it would mingle with my wallet and loose change and deepen in colour as the oils from my fingers seemed to soak into it's finish, sometimes instantly tarnishing my fingerprints into its side. Had I, at the time that it was given to me, gone out to buy a zippo I don't think that I would have considered getting one in brass. But over the course of the past decade it developed a wonderful patina to it.

Considering my abysmal track record for keeping possession of small, unattached items (I buy cheap sun-glasses and my keys are on a chain firmly attached to a belt loop at all times ) it has been just short of miraculous that I was able to keep track of the lighter for as long as I did. I have looked in most of the usual places for my zippo. Under the bed, beneath the cushions of the couch, in various parts of the car and in every single pocket of every piece of clothing that I own, including a winter coat I haven't worn since, well, the winter. Nada, nothing, you might say 'zippo'.

The lighter is gone.

posted by jmd ¶ Saturday, July 17, 2004

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