We don’t live in bungalows, duplexes or flats. We live in our minds.
Yes, that’s our permanent residence until we leave this world. And there are no constraints of square-feet there. It’s a vast space with unlimited area.
No matter how well-organized your rooms, balconies, garages and verandas are, life is good only when things are sorted there – in your mind.
And that’s where we keep things messy –
regrets piling up in one corner, expectations stuffed in a closet, secrets under the carpet, worries littered everywhere, comparisons spilt on the table, complexes leaking from an old bottle, and
grudges stinking in a box.
For this ‘real home’ of yours, you can’t outsource housekeeping. You got to do it yourself.
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