It's amazing how a little paradigm shift can make such a difference in one's life.
This was the weekend I finally did it-- a cathartic cleansing of the bedroom. The final moving boxes have been emptied, three years later, and it felt good to just throw the entire thing out. It's nothing like the 100-thing challenge my friend is doing, but for me, it's a pretty good start.
There is a pile of clean laundry on my bed and a pile of dirty dishes in my sink, but right now, it's great to just enjoy the newness of an old room. Perhaps this will motivate me to reorganize the other parts of my life-- to usher in a new self, from the old pieces.
I'm ready for a real fall... no more Santa Ana winds bringing 90-degree weekdays and firestorms. I want crisp breezes whisking my skirt up for one dangerous moment, orange leaves, and blue skies. I want evenings to be just chilly enough that snuggling into my down comforter with a book is the only perfect thing to do on a Saturday night. I want an excuse to wear long coats and scarves to the office and an ever better excuse to disappear to the park next door during my lunch hour to enjoy them both.
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I wish you could somehow cleanse my room and leave me with a feeling of catharsis. Oh if only life were so grand ...
Hey so, you're gonna tell me how to vote right? Not to be irresponsible, apathetic, lazy, or all of the above, but why would I make political decisions when I can trust more knowledgeable friends to make them for me?
PS. Thanks for the couch, yet again.
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