My friend Bobby and I took advantage of the sunny weather today in New York and decided to do a little adventure. We hop on the train to see the Brooklyn Bridge where I, unfortunately, lost my wallet. I made a mistake of putting it on my not-so-deep-back-pocket and knowing me, and the amount of runway walks that happen within a block, you probably won’t find this unfortunate news as a surprise.

I’m just hoping now that whoever finds it will have the kind heart to contact me for its return. I still have faith in humanity and praying hard that I’ll get a call, or an email within the next day, otherwise, I’m pretty much screwed.