My mind moves faster than my mouth. Give me a keyboard and a few seconds to articulate my thoughts, and bam. Take the keyboard away and I'm a stuttering wreck that speaks maybe once every hour or so.
I'm looking for a lot, but they're mostly things I haven't ever had before.
With one exception... I had one precious something that is now gone... And I'd give anything to have her back. Even if things are different than they were, I'd be happy just to know she's still out there somewhere, alive and happy like I remember.