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.