I think we’ve all been there before, we go to pick up something we’re pretty sure we have and yet discover it’s missing. After hours maybe even a day or so you reach that sad conclusion of it’s lost. I’m also not talking about losing the tv remote lost, that kind of lost resolves it self eventually. No I’m talking about well and truly lost, like your never seeing that thing ever again lost. The main feeling that comes from that second kind is over whelming anger and disappointment with yourself. It feels like you’ve some how failed because you lost something, it doesn’t even half to be something important just something minor in the grand schemes of things, but you still feel pretty low. I think it’s because we’re running it through our minds the expense of having to replace what ever we’ve lost. It’s just purely annoying there’s no better way to say it other than it sucks really and the only real prevention is just becoming purely paranoid and constantly checking things.