This is very strange. I posted this response on the thread
"Where's your next home improvement project going to be?"
I was just being factual.
Then I read it again, and maybe it belongs in this forum.
Does it make sense to you on both levels?
I just want to put everything away.
Just have a place for it all. That's all.
So I'm building an attic! It's only 19 inches tall,
but it's a good space, a fine attic, where no one can see.
It will fit 54 boxes with a system of sliders and ropes.
Then I'll be done, I'll be ready and set.
I'll be able to face life with a clean and comfy place.
Without tripping on things.
Please don't tell my landlord that I'm inside the ceiling.
The dust I'm finding is from 1904, almost a hundred years old.
The wiring is rotten and the bricks are crumbly up there,
and it's hard to hammer behind my shoulder with a headlamp on.
But he'll probably never know. Come to think of it,
I haven't seen him around since ... a distant recollection
of whiskey lost in time. Memories belong in the past.
Or at least in 54 boxes.