Isn't it strange when one's depressed, the surroundings always seem messier than when one's happy?
My room, four days ago, was total chaos. I left my suitcases strewn and belongings halfheartedly spilling out of their receptacles. Today marks day five and as I look around my room, it just seems a tad tidier than it was before.
When you start to pick yourself up from a fall, your mind naturally veers towards organised chaos. You rearrange your room so it actually looks live-able, and organisation is essential to rearrange your thoughts. I've realised that this sort of rearrangement helps to heal your mind, heart and soul, so when the time comes to fight and finish the game, you know your place in your world.
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