Had my panic attack for the day. Searched everywhere for my glasses. Discovered a ton of cat poop under my bed. Broke down and put on old glasses to help find them. Turned on phone light to help find them. Started to cry. Roommate comes upstairs from me walking all over the house (he sleeps in the basement). I last wore them getting ready for bed. Check covers. Not there. Sat on floor checking under bed. I found them, sticking out of my shoe that was vomited in. How did my glasses get into my shoe? One of life's mysteries.
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