The Struggles of Organizing A Desk
Recollection of a daily experience
I do not know why, but whenever I organize my desk and make it exactly the way I want, it does not stay that way. In a span of hours, not days, the desk returns to it former self—a cluttery mess with books and age-old papers piled here and there, with a lot of dust that seemingly triggers my dust allergy.
How can a desk go back to being cluttered in hours? Is there a desk-clutter ghost that prevents any sort of cleanliness in my workspace? "How is this even possible?" I ask myself every day as I lament over my messy desk.
They say your mind reflects your workspace—the cleaner it is, the more uncluttered your mind will be. I can confirm this. Because at this point, my mind has been trained to stay organized regardless of the abomination my desk is. I try my best to organize my mind, manage my thoughts, and make sure that things flow smoothly. But it is true that, during the brief spell my desk is organized, my mind feels like it has been zapped by Hermonie Granger's spell—it becomes cleaner, purer, calmer.
Hence, whenever I try to organize my desk, clean the dust, and arrange everything neatly, the infamous mysterious messy force clutters it again. The force makes it messy like Messi, with magic, smoothly.
So, the moral of the story is that clean your desk to clean your mind. Hopefully you can do that without any forces stopping you. Is this Star Wars or what? Is Darth Vader hiding in the corner, moving stuff?