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June 2019 . . . .
“My Desk Needs a Cleaning”
Oh, boy, does it ever. The dust, where you can even see desk, is old and deep like a powdery Loch Ness, and doing no one any good. Also, there is much clutter, the type of accumulation that if I weren’t a “writer” would be troubling to my wife. Actually, it probably is troubling to her, but she’s being patient. So far. Besides the two computers, the two monitors, printer, scanner, all of the connecting paraphernalia and such, there is much rubbish. Not really rubbish, of course, but what happens to me when I see something or hear something that needs to be written down — captured, if you will, for possible use later. |
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