to some girl on craigslist. and now, i can’t find the money she gave me. i know she gave it to me, i remember holding it in my hand and possibly putting it in the front pocket of my pants. i remember taking the desk out to her car with her and i remember walking back in to my place.

and now i can’t find the 100 dollars. so i am out a desk and out 100 dollars. i don’t even have the capacity to cry about it, i have that combination of feeling sad and feeling nothing.