Picture me typing in a Tilley hat with one hand cupped over my brow, visor-style, searching, searching, always searching.
I'm not on the hunt for my misplaced set of car keys or my lost Interac card (it has honestly been missing for two weeks). As always, I'm in search of the ever elusive "life balance." Have you seen it? Maybe it fell between the couch cushions or slipped in behind the dryer. As hard as I look, I can't seem to find it.
I asked my husband. He hasn't seen it.
I asked my neighbour. She just shook her head, "no."