self portrait tuesday - enclosed spaces
there are days when the duties of keeping house are just too much. you know those days? when you walk in the door from work, and immediately it fees like the house itself is has interlaced its fingers and is slowly closing them, shutting you in. laundry here, dishes there, shoes all over the place. i hate this feeling, it suffocates me. it makes me want to fling my arms out, scoop up piles of junk and dump them into the trash. forget cleaning, lets just get rid of stuff, any stuff, just get rid of it. who needs it? i hope i do not. i like to think i do not, but still it creeps around, filling the house, closing in on me.