after dropping j3 off at the airport last night.
instead, i did this:
and this:
because sometimes it’s just easier to bring order to the chaos of physical space
than to bring order to the chaos of emotional space.
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p.s. i have the best husband: he sifted through the 2532 screwdrivers that had found their way into my space; he decided which ones i might really need/use one day; then he adopted the rest. but most especially, i thank him for leaving my 3 hammers alone.
from alana
from bonnie
from dian
