There is space and organization all around. A cleaning frenzy has made my closet, indeed, a walk-in again. Bags full of clothes out the door to the homeless. Odds and ends to the local hospital’s thrift shop. Garbage kicked to the curb.

Everything has its place. Clothes are hanging freely from their hangars. Luggage is easily accessed. Hard to believe.

Wheeeee. Light and free. That is me.