Clutter Victory

At last, that feeling of pure space. My journey with the clutter mountain finally conquered.

The carpet has grown several inches in land and I can even touch the back wall without leaning.

I pace around my living room like a lioness. There is more room than I have ever imaged.

I can even dance without tripping up over my yellow armchairs.

Gone is the chaos. No suspicious black bags or carriers with a jumble of bric a brac and squashed papers.

Instead all my personal files and boxes sit neat in a row.

I toast my new flat with elderflower wine and contemplate a new sofa.