Out of sight, out of mind.

Lost: Oil lamp
Wanted: Winged horse


It occurs to me that the last time I did laundry, I discovered a hole in the shorts that I’m wearing today. And yet, from my vantage point, I can see no hole. Therefore, my primitive man brain is just going to assume that I hallucinated the whole thing…

I am most certainly not going to assume that the reason I don’t see any hole in my shorts today is because it’s on my butt.

Out of sight, out of mind!

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