Clutter And Confusion

I am the most disorganised person on the planet.

I’d forget my head were it not attached to my body.

Thanks to a wonderful personal assistant, I forget nothing.

As I write, I am sitting at my desk which is littered with mountains of paper and a rubbish tip of elastic bands, paperclips and pens.

They say a cluttered desk is a reflection of a cluttered mind but like Albert Einstein I pose the question – what is an empty desk a sign of?