I think around and all I see it mess. Does this mess reflect on my life right now? My room gets cleaned when I feel upbeat and proactive, never when I’m in a low, unsteady state. I’ve never even thought of this before, but looking around, seeing the chaos that could be easily fixed, but that I just leave as mess to clean up later. My room is a reflection of me, not quite tidy, no where near perfect. But it has character and style, it shows off my books, photos and trophies, the things I value most.
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