Clutter-free

In the process of moving back home, I have been cleaning my room of all 

the junk I haven't been able to throw out due to sentimental reasons. I am 

the type that tends to save letters or things that carry loads of memory, but 

I've changed. I am having a party over here throwing things out left and right. 

It feels really good. I want to live a clutter-free life from this point on—let go 

of past dwellings, have what is essential, only bring in what will better my future. 

New bed sheet: This is horrible. I bought this bed sheet because first, I like it. I love the colors and the large abstract 

brush strokes. Second, I don't make my bed, and it's about time I do. This bed sheet in particular looks best when it's 

fully laid out; in other words, when the bed is made. I figured by getting this bed sheet, I will naturally be encouraged 

to make my bed every morning so I can fully appreciate the beauty of the design, because I love it so much, while 

having my bed made. Works right? It's sad a bed sheet design is the driving force behind an etiquette I should already 

have and be doing because making your bed every morning is a given practice, but it is what it is. No shame.