Am I only the one who quite enjoys cleaning?

One’s home, like the world, naturally becomes more and more disordered as a function of time. Only through the expenditure of energy can chaos be converted into order.

Dirty laundry becomes clean, folded clothes. Spoiled food is tossed and its dishes cleaned and stored. Microscopic dirt is vacuumed.

The result is order, which to me, eliminates anxiety and distraction—leaving more brain space for thinking and relaxing.

My girlfriend loves that I enjoy cleaning. I love that I can provide her a clean, organized space.

Just a thought.