I like the coming together of two words. My favourite words are compound words.
How dare you sneer at the sniggering nigger near you?
Just because you're wearing a Kimono over your monokini doesn't make you an anagram queen
Fortune is such that after you've gambled and struck gold, you could end up on the streets mangled and stone cold
How tightly you hold on and how much you surround yourself with clutter is in direct proportion
Which is why it's not entirely shocking to see a hoarder declutter
The science of clutter is intriguing
Zero utility with a generous dash of emotional security
If utterly neglected garbage is powerful enough to contribute to your mental health
It makes you wonder
What else is keeping a human mind stable?
How ironic is it that lack of sanitation enables sanity!
Decluttering can be very cathartic
It's like a cold shower after being outside in the hot sun all afternoon
It makes you realise that Sheryl Crow had the right idea after all:
"It's not having what you want, it's wanting what you've got"