i couldn’t sleep so i rearranged my room. my bed’s back to it’s original place, towards the back of the room. i like it better than how i previously had it, plus the foot of the bed is facing a door, which is how things should be according to cambodian culture. i feel refreshed. i also was able to squeeze out another trash bag of things to donate to good will tomorrow whenever i wake up. another thing i did was i took all the memories off my walls and put them in a box. lowkey, i was tired of seeing the same things. some memories are better off forgotten and remembered than to be constantly reminded of.
i feel good.
i’m trying and i can tell it’s working.
-ratha, 6:24am, 7.25.17