I’m in Love With Clutter, But We Need to Break Up

Growing up, I was the kid with the messy desk. The one that looked like it was spewing paper everywhere. My backpack was a snarl of random accoutrements. My room wasn’t any better.

It drove my neatnik mom crazy. Because it always looked wrong to her. Like chaos personified. It was the wrong way to be.  » Read more

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