I entered the bus, payed and removed my backpack to take a seat. Backpack… My backpack! It wasn’t there!
My brain rushed. Where could it be? I quickly came to the conclusion that it must be at home, left behind on the floor. Kids, nappies and garbage bags had been too much at one time.
Should I return home to get it? The bus had started to move, so I could get off no earlier than the next stop. It would take at least half an hour before I would be back on a bus on my way to work. I was already late.
My lunch, my breakfast… In the backpack.
I sat down.
My book… My e-notebook… With my guest blogger’s entry, with the short script I’m working on, with every line of any importance that I’m processing!
Aaargh!
A day without all that.
The next bus stop was passing outside the window. My one chance.
I’ll survive.
Somehow.
Gee, I feel so lost.
3 comments:
Oeff, I imagine how you felt that moment, like your world is collapsing. But you always survive, feeling lost is normal and can help you to think about it and recover quickly. I hope it doesn't happpen again.
Greetings,
Thismakesmyday
Welcome back, This Makes My Day.
The interesting thing is that I don't write that much during a day. But knowing that I would not be able to made the day a strange one.
I know the feeling too, though I can't imagine losing that much...=(
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