I have so much to write and am not sure how to start.
For this post, I'm just going to write about now.
I'm cleaning.
I got back from my travels, and when I saw Sam, he looked overworked and stressed.
Sam has been working overtime, and this quarter, he has been taking three classes. On May 2nd or 3rd, our house is going to be inspected. With Sam overworked and overtaxed, he can't do much about it and is having nightmares.
I hate cleaning, but I'm going to do my best to clean for a few days. I'm not allowed to get cranky about it because it isn't helpful. So, I want to clean and not feel like I'm wasting my life. Overall, I've been decorating and hoping things get organized as I go.
I suppose, I worship the god of beauty and not the god of order. My natural state is rebellious and chaotic, but for safety, I pretend to conform.
(I encountered this sign after I hiked the Dungeness spit. One direction says "Welcome to Serenity" and the other direction, it says to "Reality" )
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