Finally cleaned my room. Mah gah. I didn't realize how much of a slob I was until I found a shirt I bought literally five months ago with its tag still attached underneath a pile of purses and grocery bags. It's like shopping in a really disorganized Forever 21.
I wish cleaning up applied to the rest of my life. Just pick up the pieces, vacuum the scattered crumbs and boom baby, you're done. Enjoy a full night's rest and just mess everything up again the following day. It's cool because you only deal with the consequences in one full go. Nope, life's messes just aren't that simple. Sometimes I wish I had a heavy duty vacuum designed for the purpose of sucking up all the problems and doubts floating around my head. Vroom. Done deal, sleep easy.
