the overall cleanliness of my house is a reflection on the state of my life.
a battlefield lined with the carcasses of pink elephants,
and unfinished assaults on the denizens of the lower planes of dust mites and the like.
basically, unfinished business,
my own demons to fight....
then too,
are there the troubles of others that I need to concern myself with.
to fight the good fight,
to live the good life.
where good does not equal comfortable,
and pain's all you got to feel alive.
(9:16 AM)