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There ought to be a word...

...for that odd sensation when you've misplaced a drink, and can't objectively remember whether you actually might have finished it, but you just have this unfinished feeling that comes to sweet resolution when you find the glass, two-thirds empty, just as you (now) remembered it.


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Sounds like this wasn't your first drink of the night ... :-)

Sadly, that was a Diet Coke.