Empty beverage containers line surfaces, clumped together in little groups: beer cans, liquor bottles, coffee mugs. Water.

Dirty dishes.

Piles of clothes, almost about to fall over, in the corner, on the chair – everywhere.

Dust, unkempt, disorganized.

No, she didn’t spend the weekend partying.

This is just her daily life.

The alcohol is consumed mainly on the weekends, and in small quantities (don’t worry) – with such small space to work with, and the inability to really “clean”, the bottles add up quickly.

Cleaning up after herself – what?

She hasn’t done laundry in probably two weeks. Maybe three. She has gone longer than that. Okay, she’ll proudly admit! She did do a couple of loads of laundry recently, the first time in months that she was able to, a rare moment in time when she had a short burst of energy and the strong desire to get things in order again. Didn’t last long, because she’s in need of clean clothes again.


Photo from, by yunjeong


Author: tiredmindtypingfingers

Writing about writing and chronic illness, and trying to make something out of it.

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