The Clutter War
Clutter is a thing so sneaky that it slides into
every home across the world. Slowly it consumes your desk
and work place; then your kitchen or bedroom go next, and
before you know it, your entire living quarters are taken
up with worthless clutter. Clutter is an enemy to all, we
are fighting a never ending war...to keep our lives
simple, and free of hassle.
Clutter started back in the days of the
depression. Funds were scarce so people took, and kept,
anything and everything that they could find. Even after
the depression ended, people felt that maybe the worthless
amount of things they had collected, might just be needed
later on in life. Therefore the one and only parent to
thank for the clutter is depression. Clutter has
transcended throughout generations, breaking all barriers,
and infecting all of those around.
Clutter is a parasite, populating empty spaces
until they cannot be cluttered any further, moving on to
find another rift or void.
To this day I find even myself
removing clutter from a space in order to work, in turn
littering yet another already chaotic place around me.
This trait no doubt was given to me by ancestors that
lived in the days of the depression. I, too, have many
things without any real value, but the sentimental value
continues to be priceless.
In conclusion, the world is a jungle gym of junk,
and we...we are the junk monkeys; doomed by this
imperfection. So as the war rages on between us and the
clutter, only time will outflank the wretchedness of this
certain evil. Until that time, be patient and wait, see
through the frantic mess, and don't get caught up in
disarrangement of life.