this morning #2027.

this morning, before i can even try to justify going out and getting good & drunk tonight, i have to straighten out a bunch of stuff around the house. literally & spiritually. set the stage for success now so i can enter the new year on the right foot. pave the way. clean(ish) slate. i’d hate to wake up sad, still battling the drag of the past year. certain that all the crap that’s happened over the last twelve months is just a prelude to greater chaos. as far as i’m concerned, all i can control is my own domain & even that’s up for debate. with that in mind, the least i can do is set my environment straight. do some arranging. maybe burn some sage so when i return home past midnight wasted, it’ll be to a home relatively free of negativity.