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?