It's 10 PM. Do You Know Where Your Pencil Is?

Another quarter has passed. With it, another 90 days of searching for my long-lost pencil. The days blur; it has been approximately 8,760 days since my pencil went missing. Was it kidnapped? Did it run away from home? I cannot answer these questions. All I know is that one day I was jotting notes in 8th grade English. The next, a kid named Jerry had my pencil in his grip. Efforts to retrieve the…