I want to write bout lost and found. About that moment of lost and den found. But the feeling of that moment is now gone. I don't exactly remember how anxious I was when I realised it's disappeared and how relief I was den when it reappeared at my face! That change in the emotion state is quick, like magic, and it just snaps, before you scream in excitement you're already smiling.
Den I realised I'm constantly checkin the pocket if it's still with me, it's not like it's some valuable stuff that money can't buy, but the fact that it has once left me and when I was about to give up after searchin high and low it showed up so unexpectedly that made it 'something' I never want to lose again.
That intrinsic bit of us is so weird.
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