I’ve been glancing around the place
looking for something – anything –
that I’d be able to recycle.
I’ve gone through the mail, the magazines,
the news, the promos, the cans, the bags, the wrappers…
I’ve put them into their individual buckets
and they’re ready to go out at the appropriate times.

There’s more that I can do, though.
I’m sure of it.
So I realized I’ve got a lot of paperbacks I’m not gonna read again that the Salvation Army might appreciate
so I’ve boxed them up, too
then I sorted through clothes for some bags to the same location and found a bunch of wires and headphones and even an old Walkman to get over to an ecowaste program
at the end of the month.

I’m tossing everything now!

I’ve got sheets and some pillows and a bunch of rags
that are just not fit for human consumption
but I know some places can reuse the fabrics for new products. I’ll just throw these into their boxes by a gas station.

All right!
My apartment is gonna get so clean
-er!

This is a process I go through every twenty years or so
starting now.
I hope I make it to the next one.