I learned that there is stuff that is bad for me, that makey me more likely to get depressed, feel overstrained with everything and like I couldn't handle life.
But also I learned that there are things that make me happy.
One of these things I just recently discovered.
It may sound odd, but a tidy room makes me feel really good.
As my mum is reading this she is probably laughing out loud, because I used to be really bad at keeping my room clean and I always argued that I need chaos to develop my creativity.
Well, I guess I maybe need a little bit of chaos sometimes but more often I am just lazy.
Organising my stuff somehow makes me feel like I have things under control, like I overview everything a bit better.
So the feeling of life slipping through my fingers gets alleviated a bit.
Maybe it is just an illusion.
Life can fall apart even if you have written down every date in your agenda, even if your CD collection is assorted in alphabetical order, even if you do not have to search for your keys every morning and even if a super detailed to do list prevents you from forgetting your responsibilities.
But life gets easier. Also, a tidy room is often cosier than a messy one.
And if there's a way of tricking yourself into being more happy and feeling more secure, I believe it is legitimate to do so.
via wehearit
