When you need them,where are they?

It is so frustrating to look for something that you saw someplace you were and have it not be there, but rather someplace that you know you haven't been: let alone carrying whatever you were looking for in the first place. I'm speaking of non-living stuff. The kind that can't get up and walk away that is never where I left it. It kinda grows on you after awhile you know. You'll eventually find whatever but in the process find something old and make it new, cause you forgot you had it. I love my life. Truly, I do.