the last place we look

I have misplaced my passport. It was bound to happen one of these days, what with me being a space cadet and all.

Don’t tell Mum.

I have checked my emails, but it’s not there. Maybe it’s in the toilet.

Wherever it is, i am consoling myself with the sage advice of my father, which is that i will find it in the last place i look.

Often the things we really need are in the first place we looked, only we couldn’t see it then. Here’s to hoping that passports are not something we really need and i haven’t just overlooked it a hundred times, upturning my tent.

As one lady said, maybe it’s an opportunity to shed my old identity and begin to live anew. I like that. There’s an opportunity for learning in here somewhere—i guess i’m just not looking hard enough in the first place.

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