I try to keep the heaps at bay.
Heaps of what?
You know—heaps of STUFF.
Mail, socks, hairpins,
books, pillows, paperclips,
lists, receipts, more books,
laundry, bubble wrap, dishes.
It's what piles up around here, probably like it does at your house.
But I don't mind controlled heaps of stuff.
This collection of important stuff is contained an old fruit basket on my desk.
The white china bird with the broken-and-glued-back tail feels like a friend,
and the photos of me and my sweetie laughing helps me prioritize.