I am putting my life in order so that I may expand and grow.

Six months of post gets sorted into three piles on the floor: deal with, keep, bin. The bin pile is always the biggest, and by evening the room feels different.

Order isn't tidiness for its own sake. It's reducing the number of small unfinished things quietly drawing on your attention all day.

Growth needs slack. A free evening, an unspent hour, a clear surface. Most people aren't short of ambition. They're short of room, and clearing is the unglamorous half of expanding.