Lost, and forgotten

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I just lost my lunch.

Literally.

No euphemism involved here: I actually misplaced my mid-day meal.

I've never done that before, although I have managed to not recognize my own phone number.(If you want the full story, ask Patrice. She tells it best.)

So, that's where my pre-Christmas, re-entry, culture-shocking, one-third-life-crisis-ing brain is right now.

Where's yours?

Annie.