Maddi13
I had to do a virtual sweep and clean of my brain. Get rid of the cobwebs, if you will. There was not enough room for me to keep all the useless information in there when I could be thinking and remembering much more relevant stuff pertaining to the investigation.
All I do is sweep. Sweep the floors, sweep the porch, sweep the chimney. It was like in Cinderella but there was no Fairy Godmother and no happy ending. I was stuck in this metaphorical hell and I can't escape.