Today, regardless of my family tragedy, I still had a good day. Its been hard to move on from the grief I’ve been feeling, but I’m getting some where. It felt a little strange being happy. It’s like being able to move on is slowly brightening my mood daily. I guess that the feeling you get when you get over things.

I finally got around to cleaning my room, my roof included. My family has been nagging me day after day to just dust my room, the ceiling, my pictures and photographs and my fan. I did it today and it took hours! Its clean now, and my room has taken on its true form once again. It was actually quite refreshing to smell clean, non dusty air and to see walls not tainted with dust particles. In addition, I was able to clean my whole chinchilla cage today, stand included. Now, my room also does not smell like sweaty chinchilla. Go Ryan!

In a sense, I think cleaning my room enabled me to get rid of all the sad memorabilia that cluttered my dresser, walls, and floor. Then, I would guess, allow the way for new, exciting, and fun memories to take place.