Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the least.

'Er. You're bored with talking to me now, and you're going to let me pass unhindered,' he told the dragon with as much conviction as he was able to muster.
'Gosh. Good try. But I'm afraid I'm not,' said the dragon, enthusiastically. 'Actually, I'm going to eat you.'
'You aren't scared of limes, are you?' asked Charlie, before remembering that he' given the lime to Daisy.
The creature laughed scornfully. 'I,' it said, 'am frightened of nothing.'
'Nothing?'
'Nothing,' it said
Charlie said, 'Are you extremely frightened of nothing?'
'Absolutely terrified of it.' admitted the dragon.
'You know,' said Charlie, 'I have nothing in my pockets. Would you like to see it?'
'No,' said the Dragon uncomfortably, 'I most definitely would not.'

From "Anansi Boys" by Neil Gaiman

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Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the least. It wandered off and hasn't come back yet. I don't expect it ever will. I have a theory that it has followed a white rabbit through a looking-glass into a matrix of imagination, where it met a girl named Alyss and a man named Neo. It is having a great time. It does send letters occasionally. One letter said that the meaning of life was 42. Another letter said it was travelling through time and space in a little blue box with someone called Spock, and a medical professional of some kind that liked playing with mostly harmless creatures. I do hope it doesn't meet Lady Death before it's time, nor meet James and Lily Potter too early. Though I don't miss it, it would be a shame to let it go to waste when it has not seen all it can.

Another letter I received from my mind said it was having a great time in the earths middle, playing with the elves. It said the last place it had been to was filled with pirates, and that it met an odd man named after a bird of some sort who wouldn't stop talking about rum. I hope my mind does not pick up any bad habits, or rabbits. My mind is dancing through stardust, minding the gap and sticking to the shadows. It said that it really enjoyed bothering the elf with blond hair who had no legs, tripping the man who could stride and playing with the shorter one's beard. I do hope it didn't bother them too much.

The next letter I received claimed that my mind was taming a shrew with a bowl of petunias, though it didn't sound like it was going too well. It also mentioned something about Klingons being on the right side of the ship, and that it wanted "Jim" to sweep them off. I don't know how successful that was either. Two poems were inclosed with that letter, one said that not all gold glitters and that crown-less kings shall be restored, the other spoke of a traveler who came too late, but kept his word until the silence surged back. I hope my mind is not silent, and continues to send me letters from wherever it has drifted to.

My mind sent me another letter that mentioned a man without memory who had fought in the name of his country only to be abandoned by them when a mission went wrong. He was then bourne again mindless, but with memory intact. My mind said it had found a group of outstanding people and that we never had to fear for humanity again, though one lady it met was bathed in the bloody guilt of her past, these people are capable of saving the world. It also mentioned a boy with an arrow on his head, and two crews of youths on boats named after avian creatures. My mind said it enjoyed riding the waves, but I do hope it doesn't drift too far.