Junk Drawer

This morning I was looking for a missing ruler. I had not seen it in a while. It is a special ruler as no one sells them anymore. My father gave it to me years ago and I know I put it in a safe place. The thing about putting something in a safe place is that it is so safe that you forget where it is. I started to look in my basement and it was not there. Then I moved up to my den desk. I opened the drawer and realized that it had become a junk drawer. Bits of paper, dental floss pics, dried out pens, twisted paper clips. My focus now turned to cleaning out the drawer. Mostly everything is now in the garbage pail. The search for the ruler continues.