I'm having one of those moments right now.
See, a few days ago I misplaced the little remote control that is responsible for turning the lamp that resides atop my bedroom nightstand on and off. This was a minor inconvenience at first, but I figured I could get along well enough without it. Tonight, however, that verdict has been reversed and now I'm going out of my mind trying to figure out where it disappeared to. I'm slowly dismantling my bedroom and I know I'm not going to rest until I find it. So help me, I swear that if I have to stay awake until I run the risk of being late for work on Friday morning I will find that damnable gadget. I can't turn my lamp on without it, and this has become utterly unacceptable since I purchased Wolves of the Calla (Dark Tower V) tonight. If I try to read it using only the light cast by my dresser lamp I will ruin my eyesight even further.
If you'll excuse me I have to go back to tossing my bedroom like a prison warden searching a cellblock for contraband.
I question everything