Act 2 - Redundancy

"You like that, too? I thought I was the only one!"

As I sat with friends, bored, while they played their video games I usually join them in, I finally couldn't take it anymore and left without a word back to my house. I cleaned just near the foot of my bed where I haven't touched in a year and a half - since I had left for college. Among other things, I found tennis rackets (I need to play more!), love notes (bleh. burned), and my notes from my Existentialism class. Nothing amazing, but it felt really good to clean that area up; tomorrow shall be the rest.
I'm just one of those people that loves it to be clean and orderly around him to work well. Yet.. I'm scared of cleaning too much and it becoming sterile and suffocating in the opposite way. I'm weird like that, haha.

I guess today was just the physical marking of my new attitude on life I'm finding out slowly. No need to plan it out; when you feel it is time, you just have to go for it.


(The picture is Spring/Summer meeting Fall/Winter. It's not my own, nor do I know whose it is.. but I really like the details of decay and life on the creatures around, hah. Thought I'd share.)