Have you ever had that moment when you suddenly forgot where you placed something? You know that it was something important, too... you just can't seem to remember where you put it down?
It happens to me all the time. That's the one thing I hate about my own memory. I tend to forget where I put things. I have misplaced my passport, my wallet, my books, my phone, and, most recently, my keys. This weekend has been off to a bad start but I'm slowly coming to terms with losing my keys. For those people who know me this isn't the first time that it has happened to me. I would say that this is about the 4th time I have lost my keys within the 2 years since I brought my car up from Los Angeles.
However, out of all the times I've lost my keys, this is happening at the worst possible time. So far, thought, I have managed to keep myself controlled and stable. My first time losing my keys I had a huge panic attack and a total breakdown. Generally when I lose my keys they tend to reappear within a few hours to about the next day. This time around it has been about 3 days and I still haven't found my keys. Am I worried? Of of course. But I am trying to keep calm and not let this one negative experience change my attitude. I wouldn't be surprised if my keys turn up out of the blue when I am not looking for them.
As the saying goes the more you look for something the less likely you are to find it, but the moment you stop looking for it, it will reappear. I'm trying so hard to listen to this saying. Losing my keys couldn't have come at a worse time, as I am in the process of moving to the Bay Area for an internship. I was hoping to leave on Saturday afternoon but since I couldn't find my keys, I also couldn't leave. These past three days have been some of the most stressful days in my life because I need to keep up with moving and getting ready to start this new adventure. But losing my keys has been quite the setback.
However, I have learned one of the most valuable lessons. Place IMPORTANT things like your keys on a hook every time you come home and don't just throw them down somewhere. This whole experience has just made me much more aware of my own memory. I need to work on this because it is one of my weaknesses. I somehow tend to remember things that at times may not seem important but when it comes to misplacing objects, even important objects, I tend to not have the best memory.
These last three days have been very mentally and physically draining but it has made me come up with alternative plans to complete the things I need to get done. Sadly, I won't have a car for the next few days or even weeks until the spare key arrives from home. But I have come to terms that I did lost my keys and now I have to admit to it. If they turn up then they do-- if not, I can't keep dwelling on the fact that they are lost.
