Why do I keep misplacing things?

“I don’t understand, why do I keep losing things?”

“This is a dream,” Bec said. “Things have a way of coming and going.”

“Oh yeah, right, right,” I said, gently poking the chair next to me like Monk. “It always seems so real.”

“Do you need to get some sleep?”

“No, I’m good now. I just got lost in it for a moment. Let’s do something.”

“Like what?”

And thus the adventure began ...

(A little story based on a dream from March 12, 2015.)