perfect piles

i'm self diagnosed ocd. i partially blame my father. i know that it is probably not a legitimate problem when it only manifests upon stress, annoyance, and sadness...but we'll run with it. i like things in their place, pleasing to the eye, and in perfect little, as even as possible piles. i also favor even numbers. and even spacing. and organized clutter.

when things are a mess around me, i feel like my head is a mess. i strongly feel that your surroundings influence your life. i feel much more organized, in all aspects of my life, when my surroundings are neat and in place. i think everyone has a little bit of this, so don't call me weird on this thought.

i am beginning to embrace again. i'm a little over pleasing others and worrying what they'll think. is that confidence i hear? we'll see. bring on the new.

a secret: i'm odd.