Lost Objects

So I was recently trying to find a certain pair of pants, but they weren’t in the place I thought I had left them.  I proceeded to check all of the reasonable spots they could be: my closet, dresser drawers, and luggage bag.  Still unable to find my pair of pants, I stopped and had to think all over again.  There were no other places they could be, and I checked all of the reasonable locations.  I considered double-checking those places again, but hesitated.  Reluctantly, I looked again in my closet, and behold, I found my pants, hiding behind some other inferior and less desirable pants.  If I had gone with my conviction that the pants were not in those locations, I would never have gotten them back.

It’s always better to find something and be wrong than lose it and be right.

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