It took me more than twenty minutes to find my car keys this afternoon.
Normally this wouldn't seem such a big deal but my apartment is the size of a shoe box and I really do think that I'm starting to lose my mind. I knew they were in here but finding them became a real puzzle to the point of my rage winning out and I nearly gave up on leaving my apartment.
The only problem then was to figure out how I was going to drive to the Bridge City tomorrow.
Because I gave up I found them. They were in the pillows of my couch. I still don't know how they got there.
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