Just Because You Don't See It--

“Do you have a wallet?”

I looked at the girl without comprehension, my mind focused on the fact that I no longer had a name, just this infinite hollow blank where my name used to be. I felt naked. Undefined. Like something vital had been stripped away.

“Hey, can you hear me?” She took a half step forward and then thought better of it. I couldn't blame her.

I tried to lock eyes with her but had to hold up a hand to shield my eyes from the sun to do so. The concern in her eyes should have made me feel better but it didn't. I felt lost and helpless. “Yeah. I can hear you, it's just been--”

“'--a weird day.' I know. I was telling you to check for your wallet. It should have a driver's license or a student ID or a credit card or something. Something's got to have your name on it.”

I patted down my pockets and on one side felt keys and a tube that I recognized as a lighter, though I didn't smoke. The other side was empty. “No, nothing.” I said morosely. “No cell phone, no wallet. It was a good idea though.”