Sunday, September 30, 2018


I dream of cleaning this damn office, going through files, getting rid of so much paper. I dream of cleaning out closets, of purging stuff, of having time to purge stuff. I dream of catching up with work. I dream of catching up with blogging. I dream of Blogger not glitching (argh). I dream of accomplishment, of lightness, of light.


  1. I am right there with you. I did throw out a large grocery bag of paper over the past 10 days.

  2. Oh yes. Brava. You're completely in my head. (Except for the Blogger issues.)