Note: This is not a sad post.
...which made me remember this summer dress I bought from Surplus for only P100 last year and wore in the same year, too during a visit to Manila Ocean Park:

Panic had enveloped me when I realized I haven't seen the dress for more than a year. I desperately rummaged through my closets but to no avail. I so love this summer dress. Now it's missing. I became restless temporarily. This is the exact feeling I get whenever something I owned gets lost or misplaced.
How do you cope with losing your personal things? Do you cry, yell or laugh? Do you exert a considerable amount of effort to find it?
First, I accepted the fact that my summer dress is missing. It takes a lot of courage to admit to yourself that you've been careless and as a result of it, you lost something. Unless it was stolen from you, you have to forgive yourself and try to look for it.
If you couldn't find it within the period of time you set yourself, stop the search and get over it. Be consoled on the assumption that it's now moving freely and owned by no one (wherever it may be) like how it once was. Or better yet, it's now in the possession of someone who needs it more than you do.
While some people tend to replace the stuff lost with a new one to lessen the agony and as way of moving on, others get stuck to their lost and become bitter or take it against the people around them.
In the case of my summer dress, I'm still optimistic that I'll find it.It may just be misplaced. I'll start looking through my bags and boxes tonight. :)































