Foreshadowings of senility

First foreshadowing: Yesterday, on the way to a NYRSF meeting, discovering that I neglected to put my current book (A Betrayal in Winter by Daniel Abraham) in my shoulder bag. I make do on the subway trip with a copy of The Onion from a sidewalk stand.

Second foreshadowing: Just a few minutes ago, realizing that actually A Betrayal in Winter has been sitting in the pocket of my cargo shorts, where a sketchbook usually rides, since Tuesday night.