While Marques and Jowlani await the report on the purple stone, things have been going smoothly in Netralia. Jowlani has had his first appointment with a psychologist to talk about his thoughts and feelings. The intake went well and he will have regular appointments from now on. Diagnosed with depression and complex trauma, work is cut out to become better. Also to become a better version of himself, like he promised Zayden.
“Another day of progress is coming up, on this mediocre cloudy day. That doesn’t bode well really, does it? Where’s the sunlight when you need it most?”
Jowlani stands up and looks at his notification board. He sees that today there are no appointments or tasks scheduled. This will allow him to do some household chores.
“The house is a mess. I haven’t cleaned in over a week. It’s high time to clean and make everything back in order. When the house is a mess, so is my mind. And if it’s clean, I can focus more on meditation and journalling. Aunt Serena has a good cleaning routine. Let me see if I can find the note.”
Jowlani finds the note and reads it with care. The trick doesn’t lie in working room by room. It’s actually working corner by corner. That way, if energy or the mental state rapidly drops, at least something is done. A full room might seem too much to tidy, but a corner might just be enough.
“Oh, should not forget to clean all the old paperwork in the safe as well. Love the notes of warranty, but not when they’re over at least ten years old.”
He starts cleaning the kitchen sink, stove and oven first. The oven which almost set fire to the house some time ago. The remnants of whatever food it was supposed to be, are wiped out and thrown in the bin. There’s one thing that’s certain. Food is not supposed to be the colour of burnt charcoal.
After cleaning out the oven, Jowlani feels like he can still go. He decides to clean the windows downstairs. After a good wash, the glass shines again. Jowlani feels satisfied with the result.
“Look at that! I don’t even like cleaning the windows at all. It’s a waste of time in my mind, but it’s done now. Phew, time for a break and a snack. Not the healthiest, but I deserve something sweet.”