the benefits of alone

I am alone in my hidey hole today. No beigeness. My butler and I are sorting and tossing, cleansing, and whipping up potions, grounding ourselves, as they say. I would like to recommend this, for I feel the space in my mind becoming less fraught with spiderwebs and stabs and more gentle and open like lapping waves against tiny gems of glittering sand.

Here is what I am tossing out today:
toadstools
3 different unitards (neon green, shiny black with pads, yellow with smiley face)
dirty white doo rag
butler items (replacing tarnished tray, tophat, white gloves, old 80's style magic wand)
ill-fitting leather items
crumply goods

On a different note: the wizard requires an additional relic. It is unfortunate as I will again need to travel into the temple of tepid-doom. Also I must battle a baby rat army - invisible but lurking - as I travel up skyward. So it is a sort of tweedle-dee tweedle dah kind of time.

I am meeting some of the fabeebles gang later for what he calls "china foods." hmmmmm.....