bare.

I'm craving nothingness so badly. I walk around my little world and see things everywhere. Objects and pieces and bits and scatterings of this and that and the other all over the damn place. And I wish them away, even though I like them. And I'm not really sure how to fix this? I would like to scoot everything away with a giant old pushbroom, just whisk it all into a closet. Then I would paint everything bright white and sit on the floor and look at all the empty space while it is fresh and open and bare. One by one I would take an object back out of the closet. I would place it somewhere it had never been before to see if it fits there. Then maybe move it again. And I would repeat this process over and over then probably end up with everything being in the same spot it was in before I even started? Or I could leave it all tucked away and sit on the floor admiring the naked emptiness forever.