When I first begin to get sick, I begin to clean. Ambitiously.
It’s not just scrubbing dishes or sweeping the floors or folding the laundry. It’s cleaning the windows and flipping the mattresses and vacuuming under the fridge. When my mind is fuzzy with sickness, I can’t stand a similar feeling of clutter in my surroundings … [read more]
From Seven Spoons
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