cleaning is rejuvenating

I spent my whole evening cleaning my room. And I mean, re-organizing everything. Taking all my clothes out of drawers, cleaning out my closet, changing all the pictures, kind of re-organizing. And it was damn refreshing.

Throughout this process, I learned something about myself. I have trouble letting go. I mean, I have so much shit that I don't know what to do with it, but the thought of getting rid of it just makes me sad. You know that whole "maybe i'll wear it one day" complex. Yeah, I have it bad. I also have the "I love shoppign for new clothes" issue as well. Which leads to a friggen large wardrobe and little space to put all of it.

But anyways, I think reorganizing your room is much like going for a swim in a lake. Think about it.

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