denial

In all reality, this is not the first post I have written called "denial". In all reality, it probably won't be the last either. The first was a response to the past week in which I really decided that most of the world lives in denial. It was illustrated by points taken from recent film (ie THE BUCKET LIST and HE'S JUST NOT IN TO YOU) and recent experiences from my life and the lives around me, but then reality hit me. MY BEDROOM LOOKS LIKE A NUCLEAR TORNADO HIT IT!!! I realized it is because I have partially finished projects ALL over the room. It is literally ridiculous. This is the conclusion that I have come to. If my mother were to see it, she would ground me. In the spirit of my mother (because I do love her), I have officially grounded myself until my bedroom looks like a real person lives there. If that entails re-arranging furniture, so be it. Something has got to change. Denial is no longer acceptable. I am embracing reality.