I did the opposite. I was reading a book and suddenly I couldn’t find a book I was reading after my flight from Frankfurt.

I knew I took it off the airplane. You know how when you’re looking for something you look in every nook and cranny. It is not an obvious look. You just have a different vision looking out for the lost item. I call it furtive vision.

Suddenly, yesterday I had a bolt of lightning hit me in the head. The book was in the back of the my wife’s car. My book and I are reunited.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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