Making order out of disorder is one of my specialties. Cleaning up the kitchen, cleaning out a drawer. Give away, throw away, keep. Sorting. Give me a mess and I can organize it. I will see through it. It doesn’t overwhelm me. Okay, sometimes for a second it does, but I just take a deep breath. I know there is order to be had.
As I know there is more to be said about this.
As I know there is more to be said about some of my other posts.
But this is a thing unto itself, and I’m going to sit with this part for a bit.