SANTIAGOI ran my hands through my hair and stared at my desk in growing frustration. I was pretty sure that I had come home with those documents yesterday, or was I? I frowned, trying to remember, trying to recall all I had done prior to coming home.The recollections were vague at the least, pretty inconclusive. Again, I carefully went through the documents on my desk. I studied the documents minutely, so I didn't get to miss anything.When I was done with that, I got to my feet and surveyed my study, asking myself where I had dropped it. Working from home today would be futile if I were not in possession of the files.I went to the cabinet in the corner and searched through it. Nothing. Then I searched my briefcase, also my drawers. I grew more frustrated after every search.This was the time I could have better employed working. Eventually, I searched every nook and cranny of the study. I was about to go over to my desk again when I stopped myself. It was obvious now that what I w
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