So I was routing through one of my many drawers in my room today and I got a quick glimpse of a particular pair of red boxers (one of my favorites). It quickly got covered up by my frantic rummaging, but for some reason it stuck out in my mind. As I went back to the drawer moments later looking for them I couldn't find them so I settled for a much bluer, much less appreciated pair. I thought this odd as I worriedly strolled to the shower.
"Hmm," I thought. "I could have sworn those were in there. I was hoping to wear them as a kind of relief after a long day at work, but oh well, I guess they'll turn up. Turnip. Hehe."
That was my actual thought process. Unedited.
So I began to disrobe for my shower when, to my surprise, there they were! I was wearing them the whole time! Twa-Da! I had somehow pulled a magic trick on myself without even knowing how I did it. The way I see it, that was the only logical explanation. Cool.
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