How can you exist in that mess…
That’s a common refrain that I hear in my house…
Poor old Mr S the neat freak that he is… is often driven to distraction by what he calls my mess but I call my circle of chaos…
And I’m pretty used to hearing him chuntering away in the back ground about how I should tidy things up and how can I possibly find anything…
And I silently chunter away in my head… why don’t you just shut the chuff up and ha! you don’t need to find anything… this is my stuff and I know EXACTLY where everything is…
Mostly I ignore him but now and then I will ask him about the wild tangle of wires at the side of his bed connected to all manner of effects pedals and recording gizmos and all sorts of other paraphernalia that musicians amass and ask him why that is not classed as a mess…
But yesterday… He said something quite interesting…
He said that watching my desk was like watching a living entity that had moved into our house and ebbed and flowed or sometimes glided across the room like a melting glacier…
So… I decided to take a photo… And I’m going to take one at the same time of day, each day for the next 30 days and see what sort of beast I have here…
Mmmm…. Looking at this I kind of see his point… but I’m going to have to say he is wrong…
I can work in this… 😀
See you in 30 days time…
The pure and blessed way 
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