Friday, January 18, 2013
spent the day putting around the house, sifting through 'stuff' that tends to collect in corners. it feels just like trying to lose weight, keep the household in order; if you don't need it, chuck it!
i think this happens when trying to lose. molecules just shift around from one place to the other, they never really go away, or if they do, something replaces them. just can't keep those corners un-stashed!
horror evacui, perhaps? fear of emptiness?