Day Two
hundred and twenty-two: Such
Intelligence in Fear
Isn’t it
the worst when you lose something? I
hate it. I hate losing something, and
knowing it has to be in one place and you just cannot find it? I lost my two favourite dark lipsticks and
cannot find them anywhere in my room but I know they are here, it is just a
matter of going through every little creak and pile to find them. I am organised but I have things
everywhere. This tiny room has shown me
how to really be cluttered it seems, and how much I need to move on. I need a room that can handle me, along with
a comfortable yoga mat on the floor and stable fan always pointed at this bed. It’s one thing to realise that you are a
handful, it’s another to put it on a space.
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