My very own dumpster
Oct 8, 2008 in All things me, Mumbojumbo
Once in awhile, I’ll check the emotional drawer whether it is too full with unsent letters or crumpled messages, some forgotten and some purposely neglected, all cramped together within that limited space until it can hold no more.
Then when the time comes, I’ll dump e v e r y t h i n g out from the drawer into my personal dumpster until the drawer is clean again. The thing I love about my very own dumpster is that it’ll just absorb everything I chuck into it, without being whiny, not a complain, criticism or a protest.
It feels so good to have the drawer empty, again. Perhaps just in time to be opened once more, to have another piece of badly scrawled letter being chucked in.
I love my dumpster.
