you're doing the best
a spare room. Burning old papers.
Filling bags of useless things to haul
to the dump. Making piles of items to
be donated, items still good, but
no longer needed in my life now.
Items that can be loved by someone other
than me. Trying really hard to let go,
to make space. To know that these are
just things. To now embrace the clean
spaces, the openness, the feelings of
freedom and lightness that come after
all the hard work.
I still have one more room to go, but
that will wait until tomorrow.
I'm doing the best that I can and yesterday
today I am going to