Along the theme of something undone I look out the window at the lit open windows of the houses around, I remember the living rooms of the people from Church I've visited, and I can't help but conclude that these people, even in chaos, have things put together.
What do I mean put together? I don't know. It seems I was there once, where you could have company over, they look around at how established the home is with a sense of permanence… and stability. Perhaps it's an aura, perhaps it's more… maybe it's just having furniture fill up those empty spaces in a way that makes it look like you've given it more than a couple of spare thoughts.
So I bought paint… and on my list of things to do will be to buy something to eventually fill that empty space, or not… there are other things I want to do, perhaps I'm just waiting for all the kings horses and all the kings men.