Sunday, February 20, 2011

Stream of consciousness

raining dark & dreary but my children's voices fill the air with light light lightbulbs that are constantly burned out yes I'm burned out from cleaning everyday of my life but the only solution would be to get rid of everything so I don't have to clean it all the time hmmmmmm I think I'm onto something something must give give away all that we don't need all that we can live without all that clutters my mind because I really don't need more physical space as our house is big enough but mental space room to create & live without worrying about what we need to pick up & take care of take care yes I must take care not to get over-zealous in my decluttering cluttering space open wide arms awaiting spring so I can open the windows & hear the flapping of the sheets on the line & chirping of the birds in the trees trees so quiet in the winter so stark so gray

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