Since May, I have been cataloging books,
Going through drawers,
Slowly reducing my email inbox from fifteen hundred.
I have been trying to order my life.
Books I don’t remember, or those unread,
I moved to storage. Same with “Someday/Maybe” cookbooks.
Today, I finished the house.
Cleaned from top to bottom, I have a free and open space,
Perhaps more easy to maintain.
In the course of cleaning, last week
I found a note to myself from March, that I had forgotten,
That expressed how overwhelmed I felt,
With random stuff everywhere.
I am thankful that, in the same calendar year,
I had time to work toward resolution.
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