2011 was a year of cleaning. It was a year of letting go. It was a year of coming to terms with the past and moving on fearlessly into the future.
I laid it all out, one piece of junk at a time, and then I went through it all. I owned it. I put each piece of bullshit out on the table and then, I laid it to rest.
Now at the end of this year, I can honestly say, that my laundry is much cleaner than it's ever been.