My purse is like a black hole. I never seem to be able to find things in a timely manner, which usually happens when I’m in a rush, just like this morning when I couldn’t find my keys. I had already packed my school bag and I just needed my keys so I could be on my way. However, the initial exploration of my purse wasn’t successful and I started to panic. I pulled my wallet out of my purse, then my notebook and my packet of cold medicine. Next came a few random dollar bills and my baggie of InkJoy pens, but no keys. I glanced around to see if I’d left my keys on the table, but the table was clear. I dug through my purse again and moved around all of the stuff that I’d already pulled out once. Nothing.
I stood up, noting the time. My stress level had risen steadily during my search. Where could those keys be? Then, as I reached into my pocket for my phone, my fingers closed around my set of keys. I pulled my hand from my pocket, staring at the keys in disbelief. I had torn apart my purse not once but twice and the keys had been in my pocket the entire time. I have no idea when I put the keys in my pocket, but I sure was relieved to find them!