A Weak Argument in Favor of Messiness 

My mother has for the entirety of my life battled my mess. The extended period that I lived with her post-college was especially painful for her, what with my bed unmade and crumbs on the table (this is probably why I wasn't given a key to the house for those three years...) but I managed … Continue reading A Weak Argument in Favor of Messiness¬†