Between Oz and Neverland

The next morning I woke up energetic, it was Friday so I was automatically happy. I went through school on auto-pilot. Once home I began the lock-in by meditating. I determined as usual that my mind was cluttered. And, as usual I believed the problem stemmed from my bedroom. I can't count how many times I have posted about how messy it is, or how many times I cleaned it and some life altering revelation came to me. But, at the same time it is so true! As soon as you clean your room or your mind, something is always there to mess it up all over again. In a world of constant clutter, how can we manage to keep everything neat, organized, and simple?

I cleaned my room yet to find the answer. What I did know is that I didn't feel much better. Now I was stressing over this mountain load of homework due for Monday. I was two steps closer to zen. I just had to get through he third obstacle, my school work. It took hours to complete, I wasn't finished with it until 9:00 Saturday night. For some crazy reason, when I was little, I thought I would have some sort of social life. Instead, I stay at home in my pj's, listening to big band and swing, and doing homework. And the sad thing is, every adult. I know does says it net gets better. They would give up just about anything to be fifteen again. If this is boing to be the best part of my life, I better brace myself for the long miserable road ahead.