cleaning

So i finally got around to the much needed chore of cleaning my apartment today. I had been picking at it over the last few weeks but i didn't really find time to go all out and pick it up. For most of winter break and then for the first few weeks of school, I was down and pretty much just lived in my own filth. Luckily, that last sentence wasn't a true depiction of it. My place wasn't filthy it was just cluttered. for example, my 22 books for this semester were just scattered across my living room floor. I decided that dirty cloths stay where ever they land when I take them off. But Today i finally fixed these messes (and various others). It felt good. I actually hate cleaning but it's nice to look at my place and say "wow, another human being might not be emberaced for me when they see this place". I could do a little more cleaning honestly but hey, i'm not a perfectionist