Excerpts From A Book I'll Never Write

My Messy Thoughts

  My thoughts are like my room. Particular in some areas but a wreck in others. Half-finished projects everywhere. Books I'll never live to read stacked high. A messy bed that I'll never get around to making. Dirty and clean clothes side-by-side. Letters i have no intentions opening. Boxes shoved under the bed so I don't have to face what's in them. And a color coded bookshelf so I don't feel like a total screw-up.