and where did i loose it...

I wanted this post to be the big blockbuster as a comeback but i soon realized like the movie stars who are missing from the scene too long can hardly create ripples; but then what the heck i say, i ain't holding up money for this one to be a hit!.... so where did you loose me!

Loosing things is a part of life that yellow umbrella i don't remember was it the lecture hall or the crowded train where did i loose it; my precious snoozing bear key ring i lost it with the key but where?my favorite book and that cherry red T shirt to whom did i loose that? it bites and you feel like hitting yourself when you loose things. But at the end things are things - so much replaceable; but what about when you loose those months, and hours and minutes when you look back and think where did i loose all that time. When wisdom suddenly gets better of you and you realize the lost opportunities. When loneliness strikes and you think about on which turn did i loose my friends. When in retrospect you think about those drunken nights and blurry days you wonder where did i loose my mind. Your innards squirm and your brain starts rattling logic as a consolation when you loose more than things.
I would just pass on the consolation and say you loose some and you gain some. Hoping the balance sheet doesn't wait too long to get equal on both the sides!