Life in the middle. Kitchen counters. Open the fridge to find what you already did. Microwave counting down, anticipation of the beep until that last heart beat, trying to keep our dishes clean, I guess God is the washer, put us in we come out clean and hot, we must cool down if we expect to keeps others around. I know how it sounds but this is being layed out, sweep up the pieces, garbage is full clean out your mind, get ready to mop up the dirt that us dragged in. Point is people you can't be perfect a kitchen can get cleaned but will never stay clean and in some way it's always dirty somewhat. Don't stress something that is not possible to complete