I live in a very small space. So small that one would assume it's impossible for me to lose things. But lose things I do. There are, however, different levels of lostness.
Level 1: HuhI flap a hand against the end table where my eyeglasses should be and encounter dead space. Since I'm not currently wearing my glasses, I have to lean forward and squint myopically to see if they've fallen to the floor. They haven't.
Level 2: I Must Have Misplaced ThemStanding up, I shrug my blanket around my shou...
Published on October 30, 2017 04:20