the truth is in the details

As a child I used to lose things all the time. In the last couple of years I've gotten a lot better at keeping track of my shit. Yes, stuff still goes missing from time to time, but overall I've got a handle on where things are. Today I lost a pair of tickets to an upcoming concert I was planning on attending with my friend. It's total shit. I can't believe I lost them. The reason I lost them was because I moved the tickets from a secure location to my car. I was planning on giving one of the tickets to my friend, but I don't think I ever did. It's been a week since I saw her and I since had roughly seven different people travel with me and went camping too. Therefore, there's a good chance the tickets are somewhere in Northern Ontario at this very moment. I feel like just an ass, but if I've lost them there's nothing I can do. I just feel bad because I let my friend down.