Ground control to major chaos
can you lose your sense of humour in the wash?
The odd sock
My keys
or
Wallet
or
Phone
or
track of time.
I lose these all the time.
Frustrating?
Youbetcha
Where do they go to and how did they get there?
No eye dear.
But merely frustrating.
But when you lose your ground?
Or,
Perhaps worse,
Your sense of humour,
Where do they go?
How did they get there?
But most importantly?
How do you find these things once again?
I tell my family
It’s not about not losing a thing
It’s about always knowing where a thing is or where it should be
But ye know, brains are diverse and wacky
My daughter calls it my “magic power”
And still I lose track of things once in a while
Maddening.