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It bothers me inordinately when I lose bookmarks. I read a lot, I walk while reading a lot, and there's the risk of a bookmark falling out as I do so. I can still remember losing a couple: getting off of a bus leaving behind a cool bookmark of Devil's Tower (I was re-reading Star Trek Movie Memories by William Shatner and Chris Kreski), then later losing a bookmark I'd won in a writing contest, the bookmark for Erin Morgenstern's wonderful debut novel The Night Circus.

I lost another today. Temporarily, I'm glad to say.

I was walking the long walk from my neighborhood to the Hawthorne neighborhood, reading from a collection of Sylvia Plath poetry. I'd wound up using two bookmarks in it, and a few blocks east of Mount Tabor I realized I only had one bookmark in it.

Grr. Argh.

Luckily, the bookmark was only, um, five or six blocks back, lying on the SE 60th sidewalk. Good, because I could only justify so much retracing of my steps to try and find it.

The bookmark is a cool lenticular picture of a type of desert snake found in the Western U.S.: it seems to move based on how you shift the bookmark around. And it's still mine!