cleaning up the house
means
cleaning out the cobwebs in my emotions
means
cleaning for the first time
in a long time
means
organization
[which i love]
means
getting things out
to put them back again
means
maybe
maybe
maybe
getting rid of some things
[and that’s the most terrifying
concept and
consequence of all]
i feel as though
every thing
in my life could use a little
clean up
pick up
organization
my laptop, with its
struggle to continue on in life/
my phone, with its
constant warning of running out of storage space/
my house, with its
clutter damn near everywhere
and i don’t even know if i can find official places
for everything/
my head, with its
chaotic way of remembering everything unimportant
and forgetting damn near everything important
unless it’s told to me at least twice
what would even help
at this point?
i have a whole half of a table
open for use
but i choose
to set up my laptop as close
to the mess of the other half
as possible
i suppose i work best
in cluttered
chaos
did some things
yesterday
this morning
just now
will continue to do things
as the day goes by
(a nice thing about holidays
when you’re still placing caution
from The Virus™
before familial or friendship
hangouts)
and the accomplishments
of cleaning
and organizing
can breathe new life
into this small box
and make it
more like
home.
kipventures 