My husband and son dropped me at the public market as usual where I would be getting a jeepney ride. Oh, yes, it is a Sunday with office work! Anyways, I decided to drop by the store which sells rice cake and other delicacies. You know, for breakfast. I had not taken one yet. After buying my favorite kakanin, I noticed that I do not have my mobile phone inside. Oh, no! But then, maybe I just forgot to bring it. What if I was a victim of pickpocket? My bag has no zipper. I went on and rode the jeep. It was traffic. I was still bothered by the thought of possible losing my cellphone. Oh, I could not bear thinking about it for about 30-45 minutes and be at peace when I finally confirmed with my husband when I am already at the office. You know what I did? I went down the jeep, took the tricycle and went back home. Thank goodness! My phone was safe at the computer table. Hubby and kid went to the groceries so they did not know that I went back. Now, I am here already at the office writing what happened.He, he, he…
Well, blame the being forgetful to anesthesia. I had CS. About the paranoia being obsessive compulsive…uhm…
At least you have a reason to be forgetful. I don’t have a reason to be one but I am still forgetful hehe
Good thing your cellphone is just at home. I know the feeling of paranoia when the one thing that is always with you suddenly goes missing.
Just take care always