Sometimes it seems like life is getting away from me.
Everything is coming at me, one after another, after another.
I thought it was important for me to always make the bed because we live in such a small space. Having an unmade bed made our place feel more cluttered and smaller.
Today I realized there is another benefit to making the bed.
It is calming, and as I go through the act, it brings an order to my life.
I think I realize that life is out of control, I have no control of it, and a little practice like making the bed grounds me within this chaos.
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