Sunday, November 28, 2004

Room to move

Do you ever have days when it feels like you’re being smothered by mess? And you want to yell, “Clean up your room!”, except that it’s your room? And everywhere you turn there’s more to do, and you’ll never get it done, and there’s stuff everywhere, and it’s all stuff? And you know you should just get rid of everything and start again, but that would just take longer, and when are you ever going to get around to that anyway? And the parallels between this and the stupid state of your life are too obvious to consider? Even on a bad day?

No? Oh, that’s good.