I hope all the popcorn I’ve dropped over the years and went into the movie theater seats doesn’t count, because most likely it would just be a box of popcorn if that were the case.
My green matchbox car. After that, my wallet
My grandfather’s seal. It was passed down from his father and was made of gold. I don’t know how far back it went. My mom gave it to me when I was a teen and I stupidly used it as a key holder and left it in a bus in London.
My fucking remote.