Late night. Quiet. Good for sound editing. I needed a particular piece of music from this particular CD I clearly remembered having since it used to be one of my favourite CD.
Searched my CD drawer. Not there.
Searched my CD file holder. Not there.
At my desperate end. I knew I had that CD! I knew I didn’t lend it to anyone because that is totally out of character from the selfish old me! Not when that CD is a precious collector’s item now!
WHERE IN THE WORLD IS IT?
Then I decided to try an impossible-to-be-there cabinet since I remembered I had stored mostly books in one of the shelves in that cabinet whereas the rest are mostly toiletries and other miscellaneous stuff. But not CDs. I am quite quite sure.
As the cabinet door swung open, I recalled, at last, that on another shelf in that cabinet, I had chunked away a number of CDs that I couldn’t find place to hide away during the last spring cleaning.
My memory did not fail me. I did have that particular piece of music. I did have that particular CD.
I only did not remember where in the world did I store them!
And, by the time I got most of the music and other audio clips I plan to use in order, it is already 02:30am… It was just 12-plus a moment ago!!