I sort of love this strip, because 1) I love dinos, and 2) I’ve been experiencing something similar lately.
For example, I’ll be semi-freaking out about not being able to find my phone, and realize three seconds later that it’s actually between my cheek & my shoulder because I am using it to converse with a friend. The same thing happens often with my glasses. I’ll be looking all over the apartment for them, only to realize that they were on my head, or that I am actually holding them. Talk about face palm moments.
Sometimes, what we need is right in front of us (or in the case of this comic strip, behind us). All we need to do is take a breather, and realize it.