A heap.
A mound.
A hill.
A mountain.
Where do I begin?
Where do I commence?
This task of decluttering.
How do I sort out this Everest that submerges me?
I fancy I can begin, little by little.
I can work it out from any angle.
I inch forward, a step at a time.
If I don’t give up along the way, I will reach the summit.