tomorrow's a lost dog with bad recall

no matter what I do, it never comes

They should entrust the nuclear secrets to me.

I know of a special place

A magical place.

This is a place beyond the rules of time or physics or thermodynamics

This is the homeland of the lost and lonely sock, the missing wallet and that scraggly old virginity that ran away and isn’t coming home no matter how many posters you put up around the neighborhood.

This is a place of vast power, potential and mystery.

This is the safest place in the world.

I don’t know where it is. I do know how to get there.

There is a portal into this dimension in my home. What is this place? That remains to be seen. Some say that it is a wormhole, a rift in the space time continuum. Others believe that it is a gateway to a parallel universe. What ever it is, this place that I have access to, is a mathematical impossibility.

Here is a list of some of the things of mine that are currently there

• socks

• that extra set of car keys

• the speeding ticket I forgot to pay

• my wedding ring

• a lap top

• that part for that thing that’s …