elusive receipt.

My search for a particular receipt ended in me reorganizing my whole second drawer which I'd initially labeled as containing miscellaneous items (umbrella, dissecting kit, torn envelopes etc) and the whole file/lecture notes system in the room. Everything was in a mess since the move. Took me almost an hour to finish everything and by the time I did, still couldn't locate the receipt. Must have accidentally thrown it some time back. And it was all important too.

But I didn't mind organizing the room and everything because anything is better than studying. (High Five!) 

Mum: "I thought I left you money before I went back? Some 350 Euro."

S       :  "Oh uh, did you? Don't remember..uh..can't remember where all that went.."

Mum: "Yea I remember I gave you."

S       : "Oh uh yea..think I spent it on food...and..uh..all the food and.."

Panicked like crazy, I could have sworn the money grew little legs and ran out on me. But then I remembered I kept it somewhere. Somewhere safe. So safe I couldn't remember where. Tried the lower drawer and there it was, nicely arranged in a wallet-thing. Yea, trust me with cash like this. I wiped off beads of imaginary sweats on my forehead (not really). Thank god I found it, I have a knack for spending money and not knowing where it went. 

Things are going ok I think. I haven't talked to him or seen him since then and maybe that's a good thing because I wouldn't know what to say. I don't know what it was that made everything different but I know there's nothing I can do about it. Beautiful thing about time is that it makes everything fade away, memories especially until you start to mix dream and reality. I know you have to look forward, and keep moving, regardless.