I stood in the middle of the apartment, surrounded by the aftermath of what could only be considered a whirlwind of madness upon first glance. I could barely see my floor beneath the clothes, toys, papers... trash. Panic gripped my lungs as I labored to breathe. I couldn't take it anymore. Was this it? Would I never break free from the tumultuous waves of trash and clutter? I couldn't keep up! The tides of life, as a single mom of six, were wearing me down to feeble bones. I had run out of answers, I was drowning. I knew that there was only one thing left for me to do: I had to drain the swamp.
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