B10:41
I look at my messy room.
I look at my messy room.
It feels heavy, like my thoughts.
It feels heavy, like my thoughts.
I start with one small pile of clothes.
I start with one small pile of clothes.
Folding them, I breathe slower.
Folding them, I breathe slower.
Each item I put away makes space.
Each item I put away makes space.
I find an old note from a friend.
I find an old note from a friend.
I smile, then I let it go.
I smile, then I let it go.
The dust rises and then settles.
The dust rises and then settles.
My thoughts do the same.
My thoughts do the same.
The room feels lighter now.
The room feels lighter now.
Maybe I can let go more.
Maybe I can let go more.
I pick up another object slowly.
I pick up another object slowly.
Cleaning My Room, Cleaning My Head
by @maya69