Tuesday, January 23

Cluttered

Like my closet just after I've gotten ready to go out for the evening. The lines between my closet and my bedroom are generally blurred by then. I'm always astonished at the sheer number of clothes I have, and even more amazed at the way none of them make me look good (yeah, yeah I know, there's gotta be something there to begin with, in order for clothes to help in anyway).

Like my living room after I've had friends over. Wine glasses behind the sofa, crumpled rug, throw pillows everywhere, books off the book shelf lying around on the floor, crumbs behind the TV, and under the sofa, and under the floor light, all the places which you can't imagine people designating as the one spot where they'd adore to have dinner.

Like my kitchen after a cooking binge. Pots and pans in the sink. Stacked, greasy, begging to be washed. Cutting boards and knives everywhere. A million spoons for a million reasons. Used and discarded. An assortment of bowls and mugs pressed into service as measuring cups (if you can call it measuring to randomly fill utensils up to different levels based purely on whim).

Like my car. Period.

My mind today. I believe I'm blue. Is this the SAD everyone's talking about? If only I could pick thoughts up, fold them and put them away, systematically into different draws and on various shelves. Sort through the pile on the floor with the laundry basket handy, a convenient depository for those that are to be (at some later date) washed out thoroughly and then re-examined for stubborn stains. Hang up the ones that I know I'll wear again, really soon, cos they're lucky (some clothes are lucky) for me. Strategically place lavendar sachets between the folds. Step back, knowing that everything's in its place. If I was God, I'd make minds like closets.

Update: I should move to Denmark. People there are very happy with their lives apparently. Way above the global average. Of course the root of their happiness is their perrenial pessimism. See, how well some people sort their lives out?

15 comments:

Cloudy said...

Oh I know just what you're talking about - folding thoughts away neatly, or what you said to that effect. I used to have a broom inside my head sweeping unwelcome thoughts away. Except they had no place to go, other than the dark corners of my mind where they played untold mischief when the rest of my mind pretended everything was squeaky clean.

First.

Revealed said...

@Cloudy: But course. You understand :D.

I love that even when I say things so clumsily and I feel an urge to delete some posts as soon as I write them out, you always say the right thing after reading them :)

Anonymous said...

I have extra artificial lights put up. I am more depressed becuase there is no snow. And the closet mind thing can be horrfying.. Monsters lurk in a closet. I have enough to handle without them ..
LOL - even more amazed at the way none of them make me look good

Cloudy said...

Happy :-) That can say the right thing... I very rarely achieve this feat, lateley more so... sigh! I've been rubbing people the wrong way and am scared to open my mouth.

Revealed said...

@sakshi: Hehehe! Did *not* think of the monsters bit (but that's cos mine are always under the bed, you'd think they'd show some imagination and move out of there considering I always check there before *and* after getting out of bed)
@Cloudy: >:D< (Don't get gloomy on me now :P)

Sunshine said...

2nd.

I know you don't expect many of your posts to make sense, but they always somehow do make sense. This is one of my personal favorites :D

@Cloudy: You? rubbing people the wrong way? No way!

BTW, I enjoyed Revealed's response to my comment and Cloudy's "Monkey see, monkey do" very much :D

Sunshine said...

on the last post's comments section, I mean.

Revealed said...

@SS: Let me be the first one to tell you (first on this blog's comments section though cos it wouldnt be the first *anywhere* else) that you are such a doll >:D<

Anonymous said...

we really do need a closet in the mind. to chuck away unfashionable taste (bitter remaining memories), neatly fold precious clothes (people and things that matter), and organize all the other necessary things.

but sometimes, your head unclutters just suddenly. that feels nice.

Obi Wan said...

Me 3rdddddd!!!!

Oye revealed, just so that you feel happy, pls to be noted that this Monday, Jan 22 was apparently the 'bluest' day in the world. Believe it or not, some research actually claimed that on this monday, more people felt blue than on any other day in the whole year! Researchers I tell you...

And talking about clutter, I know I'm repeating myself but my office desk used to define it, and now it's as clean as a mirror. If THAT can be sorted, anything can :-)

cloudy: what nonsense! As the Great Lord Budhha said,"Who cares if you're rubbing people the wrong way with your plain-speaking, as long as it is the truth that you speak" :-)

Revealed said...

@C&b: We can only hope for miracles of that sort :)
@Obi: I know I read about it too. But it didnt help :(

maya said...

c&b is so rt..just when u least xpect it the uncluttering happens....
rvld...u need to hop skip and jump into a plane homeward bound!!!:)

Cloudy said...

@Sunshine: I don't believe it either ;-) Maybe these people are just made the wrong way!

@Obi: Great to get the much needed support for plain-speaking!

@Revealed: You don't get all gloomy now! Try Lindor truffles (they come in Dark, Milk and White, and a bag of assorted will do the trick)

Revealed said...

@maya: u sed it!

@Cloudy: I sallied forth and procured the necessary. Not only am i feeling much better but i have two posts ready in my head :P.
(What did people *do* b4 chocolate?)

Cloudy said...

Yay for Lindor! They are my favouritest in the world :-)