I don’t let my mishaps and problems get in the way of living my normal life. In fact, when I don’t like things, I either ignore or forget. But last night, after I failed to resurface my documents and I found out that I lost my phone, I did not want to be rational about it. I wanted to feel hurt. I wanted to cry. The sad thing was, I can’t. I even kept saying I don’t care. When you’ve lost so much in life, losing material things is nothing. I just hope I won’t lose my mind next.