Creature of habit

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To be a creature of habit as I am is to check for the chapstick in your Left pocket where it always is and should be, to not find it there, and to then proceed up and down stairs, in and out of various rooms, checking the left pocket of every other pair of pants worn in any sort of recent history, almost venturing into stored-away summer shorts, BEFORE checking the Right pocket of the currently worn pair of pants, where you then find the chapstick, out of place and clearly transported by some supernatural force, and begin laughing at your own reliable stubbornness.

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