....after I fell into a struggling depression this January, my work room is now an abandoned mess. I think it had been a mess since my nanna's death last November, but now it's just... a deserted... wasteland... with stuff everywhere

I haven't been in my work room that much since I struggle with depression again since I'm usually there to journal/collage/watercolour and depression has prevent me to do all of these things. I think the last time I worked here was before this year's comifuro.

I tweet it because for the first time ever, I return here to FINALLY collage again for my close friend's birthday present and I just... look at the mess and what happened and I stumbled into stuff everywhere I go... I really need to clean it but I dunno where to start.

This thread is clearly written by someone who is terribly confused because none of the paragraph has structure whatsoever. My words are not well articulated. Like my work room, my language comprehension is also a mess.