Throwing the garbage is a perpetual struggle for me. (Although I have no choice)
First I have to wake up early in the morning. Then I have to put the garbage in the garbage bags.
Then I have to throw them away.
I know it sounds simple but in reality it’s not.
First there’s the smell, then there’s the piling up of garbage bags.
Then there’s convincing myself to do the whole thing.
But I have no choice. I have to throw the garbage.
There’s no choice.
So now I’ll go pack up the garbage in the garbage bags after writing this blog post.
And I’ll throw them away.
The struggle is really real.
Thank you for reading this line! It means a lot.
