In love with love and lousy poetry

I just finished cleaning my house. Actually, I didn't even finish; I'm just done. I will re-commence the cleaning tomorrow. It wont seem so futile. There are only a few things left to do. I'm physically exhausted, but mentally invigorated.

You know what? I don't have anything to say. This might be a first (and only).

Also, This made me laugh.