What is possessing us to clean in this heat?
The man is working in the back yard - oh my God, the back yard is getting done...
and I am trying to fit a thousand pieces of paper from all my things that I do into some sort of a refined composition.
Impossible.
These papers, books, pamphlets breed when I am not looking and I have little piles of this and that in very spare corner of the house.
Its shitting me off - and I have no where to put my paintings.....
Plus, my big girl is coming home for a few weeks and I really need to organise some room for her too.....
so I can see a lot of burning and throwing out ......
it just has to happen.
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