My iWatch was lost recently. I feel down near the Flinders Station and I think it fell from my wrist. I have been so sad about it. The watch had a lot of happy memories. I got it and its’ twin for my cousin in Japan in 2015 and I got the strap from Singapore in 2016. It felt like carrying a part of those two countries, both the past and the future, and wearing it in my present, Melbourne (I am good at symbolic stuff). Unfortunately, it also means losing it felt like losing a part of myself.