Somewhere, there is a Land of Lostingness.
It's full of missing socks, pennies, leap years, hair ties, sunglasses, house keys, sticky notes, phone numbers, and single, lonely earrings.
maybe this lost 2 a.m. is there, too.
maybe in Heaven, we'll never lose anything.
...or maybe we won't care.
Happy Daylight ST.
sleepy.sunny.sleepy.
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