[Latin- dextro ‘to the right’]
It took all day, but I finally finished organizing the house. Now, I can walk from room to room and find what I need without fear. It's liberating.
But there is one issue.
The walls. I know there's nothing I can do about the ones on my right. And no matter what way I turn, one will always be there. I just have to endure. Maybe if I close my right eye, and only see everything on my left, I can pretend the wall isn't there.