Dear future hubster,
my funny habit of leaving things behind where they don't belong (jewelry in bathrooms, CDs in rental cars, clothes in hotel rooms) has a simple reason. No, that simple reason is not that I'm forgetful, not only. Dr. Freud and I established that the root of the problem is my desperate need to be noticed, remembered, missed. Somewhere in the back of my mind I always doubt that my presence or lack thereof makes a difference, so I try to make sure that I leave a trace after I'm gone. A piece of me, so you can remember I was there.