Lost and found

As someone with ADHD I frequently misplace things.  I am constantly looking for my cell phone, my keys, papers.  A couple of weeks ago, though, I went looking for my notebook where I keep my writing.  I scoured the house looking for it.  I was frantic!  It was like a piece of me was missing and I could not write anything else until it was found.  Luckily I found it tonight!  I hadn't realized just how important it was to me until I couldn't find it.  My heart is in that book.  I feel like a band has been taken away from my heart...like it can expand again.  Freedom.