Brittany’s achievement and reconciliation of self turned out to be a reminder of sorts.
Overwhelmed by space. The same space I’ve had for years: something is different. Room by room: I see colors, linear clutter, compromised feng shui. Every single day there’s an unorganized mess where once was order. Sunrise to sunset, eyes flutter, spider webs spin spotless illusions. I wake to madness: Multiplying dust bunnies; mismatched missing socks;Continue reading “mind over matter”