Losing stuff is at least 40% confusion about what the hell I was doing with a thing that it’s not in the spot it belongs. After a while, I’m not even mad it’s lost anymore, just overwhelmingly boggled at what I was doing in the distant land of “Last Week In My Own Home”.
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Losing stuff is at least 40% confusion about what the hell I was doing with a thing that it's not in the spot it...
