Today I was awakened by a text message. Naturally, I was a disappointed to be awakened by somebody else at the early hours of the morning (9:05). As I read the message, a sublime feeling overwhelmed me. To preface the situation, in early March, I lost my keys, car key, apartment key, bike lock key, and all. Diligently I have searched not only March’s box of lost keys in the Wilkinson Center’s lost and found but also February’s box, April’s, and May’s all to no avail. Hours have been spent fruitlessly pondering the location of the keys. Search parties have toiled in vain to find those three keys that would cost over $600 to replace. In order to replace that one car key, the car’s computer needs to be replaced (which is free the first time due to the “generosity” of the Lexus dealership); however, in order to get the free computer, you need purchase two new remote keys, each costing roughly $200-$300. Needless to say, I have frisked every pair of pants, every pair of shorts, searched under every couch cushion, chair, bed, desk, sifted through every dirty clothes hamper, every unpacked box. Long ago had the aspirations of finding the keys passed. That soul yearning for those keys turned from a reality to a fantasy; now the mere thought of the keys stung deep in the soul for the pains of forking out the sufficient fund to replace them. Benjamin’s haunted my dreams, mocking me, tormenting me, burning holes in my pockets and fleeing, literally, fleeing the scene of the crime. Terrible has been the agony of my battle. So at 9:05 when the text message read, “Are you missing a set of keys? I just randomly found a set in my car…” my anger of being awaken quickly subsided. Could these be my keys? Would the $600 replacements not be need? Calm down Preston, these might not be yours. “Yes, I am missing a set of keys! Please, please be mine!” “There’s a Lexus key and a chats key for sure, so I don’t know who else’s they could be. How long have they been missing?”
FOUR long months in dismay,
FOUR long months in distress,
FOUR long months of wondering,
this could be the bes’.
FOUR long months had past,
FOUR long months were gone,
FOUR long months of misplaced keys,
were all said and done!
FOUR long months of looking,
At times I felt like a loon,
It was finally OVER,
Could it be Christmas in June!
A true Christmas miracle,
In June none the less,
Finally it was all done,
Away went all the stress.
I was happy as could be,
I showed my emotion best,
Rolled over I,
And got a little more rest.
