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books, blabberings, and a life semi-common
It’s so strange.
I really love the feeling of a clean room.
There. I said it.
You have to understand that I am notorious in my family for having the hurricane and tornado-run room. It’s this terrible thing. My room never stays neat or clean. I’ll try but it starts off with a piece of clothing on the floor or a book not returned to a shelf. The next thing I know, it’s back to a terrible mess.
But I really, really love my clean room right now. I mean, it’s just a beautiful sight to see when I walk in. It makes me smile.