Cleaned today. WOW the amount of clothing upstiars is frightening and also taking over. It's like an army of hangers and tops,dresses,shoes and pants peering, stalking, premediating and ultimately attacking me at every turn. I try to make it up the stairs but there's clothing blockade. Once I combat the enclosing army of stair soldiers my victory is short lived I only have clear sailing until I reach my door. Once I open my door it's like NATO has teamed up against the lonely country of Astraland. Until today I had surrendered to the well armed forces camped in my room. I couldn't take it any longer. I was done. I plotted. And I plotted and planned some more. Astralandians were victorious. I forced that massive army to retreat to the closet where they shall remain, forever more. The end.
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