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Forgetting Stuff - cellophane
the story of an invisible girl
renniekins
renniekins
Forgetting Stuff
Thursday, in my rush to get out of the door, I left my scarf at home, where it uselessly kept an armchair warm all weekend. Then when I switched planes in Minneapolis, I left the book I'd been reading in the first plane. Last night I went out with K and really enjoyed my faitas...I packed up the leftovers, looking forward to enjoying them again today for lunch. Instead I left them on the restaurant table, to be enjoyed by nobody.

I have often said that I really need to hire a small child with a backpack to follow me around and pick up all the stuff I accidentally forget in my haphazard journey through life.
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