middle age

All these things are in the way, I sigh. Shuffle and shove to make space again. I am tired of working like this, I mutter. I want to sweep everything aside - the papers and the clutter and the laundry and the bills and the books and the toys and the shoes - and stare at a vacant desk. A spotless office. A shining house of sparkling minimalism. It will never be. Call it the sacrifice of the mess. Call it the holy beautiful of right now. Call it life with kids. Call it our tired thirties. Whatever you call it, call yourself to look upon it again. I look again. All the things cluttering my view? They accompany a full life. Piles of doctors' bills. Art keepsakes from two more years of school. Photos of loved ones to frame. Books to read. Seedlings to plant. Work to finish. Newspapers to recycle. Bank statements to file. It will never be done. It will never be clean. And this is okay. This is another way. Somewhere between the trend to accumulate (more and … [Read more...] about there is another way