Why this paper

I don't have one yet but if i have it finished ill post it here. Personal Essay
Sometimes I find myself in my father’s closet. My head amongst pillows and mismatched socks, I lay back looking at the blank wall. Shirts, jeans and shoes create a woven mound of clutter. It is the clutter that makes my house so comfortable. It may seem clean every now and then, but the truth is hidden in the many drawers, closets and cabinets. My father’s closet is the cornerstone of our household clutter. Most of the stray objects are not his. When dinner p...