My palms smell like bleach, wiping the counter clean, spraying down the fridge, picking crumbs up off the floor. I've been on such an organizing sweep lately, photos into folders and the surfaces of our house. Meanwhile my whole body is singing of knots, stretching open: making fists and tying lines, finding space and pulling tight.
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