So I woke up this morning, and looked around my bedroom. It’s a mess, and to be honest, it could use a paint job, and I’m sick of looking at everything that decorates. The colored lights, the fabric covering the window, they’ve been there for years. Then I thought about a woman, who recently told me that she has made a serenity space for herself. You know, I’d really like that for myself. So, it’s on. I’ve always procrastinated this. But it’s on. More to come.