I had the meaning of life on my keyring, but I lost it.
When it comes to focus, I've been running close to empty so far this week. I keep thinking that there's a specific something missing, and if I could just identify it--buy felt-tip pens? eat a cream cake? find the one mp3 that expresses my personal identity?--I'd be like, Oh thank god, now I can concentrate and get back to work.
Right now, felt-tip pens are in the lead as a possible solution to this existential crisis.