this morning #406.

this morning, perfection pushed her past past obstacles & into a place where she could finally start concentrating on something a bit more substantial. financially, she had quite a bit of room for improvement. perhaps she would start there, begin to build a plan for her future. that was what weekends were for, time to tip the scales of neglect toward respect. respect for one’s well being. seeing that she’d recently found the drive to drive her own destiny, steering towards stability made sense so she went to the bedroom, grabbed a box from the closet & emptied its contents onto the bed. for the next six hours, she would sift through receipts & bills & statements. it was mostly just a distraction.