What matters

I was just looking at what is on my home office desk and suddenly one thought popped into my mind - how little actually matters once you think about it. The next thought was how I wish I had always understood this.

What made me think of this is how sparse my desk now is. I used to have all sorts of knick-knacks and memorabilia on my desk. I'm not sure why. I don't think I ever really noticed them until I had to move them all to dust. Their presence didn't make my work day any more joyous and their absence doesn't make it any less joyous.

My desk is now pretty much empty. Only a few knick-knacks survived my purge, including the old wind up Pac-Man I got on a birthday many years ago, the Canadian flag I got at EPCOT in 1984 and a solar-powered flower that moves back and forth on sunny days, unlike the cloudy day we have today.

Things are things and I no longer need so many things to remind me of where I've been and what I've done or to distract me from what I am doing and what I need to do.


  1. This made me think about the clutter on my office desk, but since I don't dust, having so much crap scattered about is not much of a problem. But I have to wonder if I got rid of all the papers that should be tossed or filed, the pens spilling out of the holder, the clips, cables, connectors, post its, letters, toys, etc., would I have greater clarity of mind, would I work more efficiently, would I be able to focus on the task at hand. I don't know the answer. Just the thought of tidying up exhausts me. There is only one solution: I need a personal assistant! Jason, are you busy?

    1. Let me pack a bag and gas up the Buick real quick!


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