I hate tidying
N@ked Under My Lab Coat | I hate tidying
 | It means drawers and cabinets opening and closing, stacks of things toppling and falling over, heavy things being hefted, tricklets of perspiration trickling down the spine, dull aches propagating across the brain pan, sweaters being consigned to oblivion in the back of the wardrobe, and sad neglected dishes that I don't even recognize turning up in dusty dark corners of the kitchen. |