Where Are You Now?

I wake up and i know you are there, waiting for me, yearning for the touch of my hand, but not now, for i must go elsewhere. It pains me to leave, yet i must. It is my duty.

I return home, anxious to see you. I hurry. I must not waste a second. Where are you? I search everywhere. Each and every corner of the house, moved and turned over. Nothing.

Where are you now, my remote control? Where are you now? How can i enjoy my television without you? Since you've been gone, the television felt so far away. Each time i try to touch it's sacred surface, it moves farther and farther away from my fingertips. I need you, remote control. I need you.

[UPDATE]
I finally found the remote control. It was under the couch all this time. Took a whole rescue team (my little brother and i) to find it.
It's on a leash now. Tied to a post.