I was downtown today in the middle of running some errands when my eye caught my left hand, and I noticed I wasn’t wearing my wedding ring.
I was crushed. I don’t always wear my wedding ring, but I make a point of always wearing it when I leave the house. I stretched out my fingers and looked again: Nope, not there.
I stopped for a cup of coffee with my parents, and a glint caught my eye. The ring was on my finger! I stretched out my fingers and looked again: Yes, it was there. I spun it around and around. It was real, and it was there on my finger.
I was dumbfounded.
I can think of only two explanations: either I somehow stared directly at my hand and overlooked the ring, or I am a wizard.
I consider both explanations to be equally plausible.