i keep remembering items i own and panicking when i can't find them and turning my room inside out looking for it. and then i sit and think about where it sat in the previous places i lived and finding pictures of the things it was near in my old apartment and then thinking about it and then finding it immediately. it's like i can see that it's under something green but i can't remember what is green and where green is. but i find them. except my favorite pair of pants which has to be gone forever i don't know how. i'm still missing some things that used to be in the little wooden drawers but i moved them somewhere. it's my mom's birthday. i think she's 61.