My Messy Mind
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Jan 27, 2022
My room is unbelievably messy. The few flat surfaces I have, covered in bottles of cheap makeup and antibiotics I didn’t finish.
I tell my roommates the mess doesn’t bother me. That I thrive in the chaos that is my room. But truth be told, I want it clean.
I read somewhere that the state of your room is a reflection of your state of mind. If that’s true, I need a therapist.
Or maybe a maid.