InsaneJournal

I've suddenly gained the rather useful ability to find anything. I found a book I lost two months ago this morning just by thinking about it.

In fact, I heard a woman on the street talking about how she lost her spare house keys.

And I KNEW where they were.

In her house, in the third cabinet from the left in the kitchen behind a stack of letters inside an old mug her son painted for her for Mother's Day.

This is incredibly bizarre...