Anew

I awoke anew, only to spot the same apartment room in disarray. Dishes piled to the ceiling and clothing draped them. One could get lost in the filth and mess. I almost did.
I stepped onto shirt after thong after shoe after jeans and reached my bedroom door. Pulling the door to, it caught on a pair of pants and I paused.
My resolution was clear.

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