It started with one hastily dropped paper, which soon gathered more. Where upon a pile rose from the floor. Upon this stately mess a soda came to rest. The soda cascaded down the hill, and upon reaching the floor, it lavishly flowed towards the door. The door soon found itself stuck, in the ever-growing muck. This is how, my room becomes a mess, all by it’s self, I swear I do my best.