My closet is a mess (not as if that's something new :P). I was supposed to organise it this week, put things in place, throwing out the junk, you know the same old boring routine.
However this time around, it's not just a normal closet spring (or rather end of summer) cleaning. It has been 1 year and 3 months since I moved to Diamond Creek and finally I am comfortable and happy enough to refer to it as my bogen home. I unaggresively 'sabotaj' my cousin's room and made it mine minus the personal touch unfortunately ( the room is still rather cluttered with his things; he's been living in his room since he was 7 and now he is 28!) except for a few scented candles, my Radiohead concert poster and my queen size Japanese Fruton. Most of stuffs are still in unlabelled boxes :P which almost makes me living from a suitcase.
Anyway back to the closet.
As I said earlier it is not just a normal closet cleaning event. Instead I would like to consider this as a life-changing event. Putting my wadrobe in order would be like getting the shit together in my life again: work, finances, worries, the number of people I continue to piss off. It's opening a new chapter of my life where the ending has yet to be written.
Never thought that cleaning and undersize and over stuffed closet would excite me.
I shall not bore with the details of the closet cleaning event. All I can say for now is that I have a long way to go. And I am looking foward to that.
And no I am not Gay. Wheter is that good or bad, I don't know.
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