Some personal stuff that may be used in my art.  You know how that personal stuff seeps into  art.  It is a nice place to put it, to store it.  My son seems like he is on a trip....a vacation.  He has been gone a little over 2 weeks or more precisely 15 days I think.  Still leaving space and a dream that he will walk in the door.  Monday visiting Monticello with my neice I spend my day counting on my fingers how long had he been gone.  My counts kept confusing me.  I finally settled on 9.  9 days that he had been gone. 
Where are his car keys? The search. the begging will start "Can I have them?"  Can I have his jacket? Can I have the dog leash?  Can I have anything?  His stuff..I want it.