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*bites lip* No idea what it could be?

Nope, none.
I've become anal about checking my keys, wallet, you name it. It's annoying as hell.

*smiles* I bet.

You know, sometimes that feeling is indicative of losing something that isn't a physical item? A feeling or a person, maybe?

*Shrugs* I'm probably just working too hard and it's my mind telling me to rest. I know one thing,
it's driving me crazy, I can't paint because it's so distracting.

Tell me what you've been doing. It could be the distraction I need.

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Yeah, it could definitely be that. I'm sorry you can't paint though.

What I've been doing? *thinks* Oh! I got kissed last night!

Don't be. It'll come back.

You did?

I sure hope so.

I did! A good one, too. It's been awhile since I've had one of those. *grins*

*Amused.* It's been a while since you had a kiss? Or a good kiss?

*giggles* A good one! You need one every so often, you know?

I suppose, that is true.

*cocks her head* You don't sound convinced.

It's not that I'm not convinced; I know a kiss can be cathartic if
done in the right way, or, even the wrong way---something’s can be
an enlightening experience either way. I’m more curious why you needed a good kiss to begin with.

Because I'm don't get them nearly enough lately?

Why should you be getting more of them?

*laughs* I don't need more so much as just some.

What I'm trying to say is, why do you need them at all?

Well, everyone should get kissed often, at least that's my belief, and since I'm not currently getting them from my husband, I have to find them somewhere.

Well, as long as the kissing is a mutual thing. It doesn't seem half as good, if only one side is having the fun.

Ah, okay. So you are, seeking solace in the arms of another, and, it's not just about good-will kissing?

I would hope the kisses would be a mutual thing. It would be a little creepy to have them not be.

I don't know if I would call it seeking solace, nor good-will kissing. Something in-between those, I suppose.

Lost something?

Yeah, something. Don't ask me what, I've checked everything
about a million times, so far.

What's even more annoying is when you remember what it was just as you're about to fall asleep.

*Chuckles* So I need to go to sleep? The whole fixation is annoying, I'll
try anything, to get rid of it.

Maybe not sleep, but relax. Try to think of something else, or nothing at all. Sometimes meditation helps.

Easy for you to say. I've tried it all, do you realise how many times today I've checked to make sure I had my wallet on me. I stopped counting after fifteen.

Maybe it's not a thing you're forgetting. Maybe you forgot to do something...

Well, thanks for easing my mind. Now, I'll be obessive about what I may not have done. Least, it'll take my mind off worrying about what I may have lost. *Amused.*

*checks head* Nope, you still have that.

*goes over her own checklist of stuff*

Let's see... keys, watch, ~~broadsword~~, purse (or wallet), mobile, iPod, petrol for the car, did I turn the coffee pot off...

~~If it weren't so, important, I currenly could do without it.~~

Did you turn it off?

*Checks for wallet again.* Sighs.*

Okay, got wallet *rolls eyes.* keys...check. Don't wear a watch. ~~Don't carry sword~~. Don't have ipod. Mobile...check...petrol for car...check...coffee pot off...check...locked up house...check...had food today...uh...*thinks* dead pizza at four am, check. Was nice to the housekeeper...check. Had shower...*smells self, wrinkles nose.* yeah, I maybe could do with one.

*Shrugs*Flails.* This doesn't help.

Did you ever solve that old problem (http://community.livejournal.com/sixwordstories/1113844.html)?

No. I've resigned myself to the fact it will be, an ongoing problem.
However, I am not going to make it easy for the problem, to stick around.

*mumbles* Y-you get... used to-to it. *nods*

I’m hoping it’ll pass.
I haven’t introduced myself, my name is Damian.

*shakes head, frowning* Doesn't. Won't. 'Till you-you find it.

'M Spider. *hesitantly offers an uncertain hand*

Till I find it? *sighs* Well, that's just lovely.

*Takes his hand and shakes, with a smile. Releases hand.*
Spider, nice to know you.

*mumbles to himself* Or stop-stop carin'. Shouldn't, though. Never should. No.

*stuffs hands deeply into his pockets* 'Nd you. *nods* 'Nd you.

Spider? *Looks conscerned/confused.* Something the matter? You seem, I don't know, edgy?. Am I bothering you?

*glances up, shaking his head* No, no, no. 'M fine. 'M al-alright.

I'm not used to been around people. I thought I did something...forget it okay? *shrugs.* Tell me about your day, how is it?

*frowns slightly but nods* O-Okay?

*pause* Long.

*Chuckles.* I can relate to that. What makes it long?

Thinking. Jus' - *runs a hand through his hair* Jus' tryin' to-to - And it's not makin' sense and I-I ... Takes time so ... *shakes head* It's long.

Most things take time. *Softly.* What is not making sense?

W-what happened. When they ... to-took me away.