Time for some housekeeping

I’m getting to the end of my latest student group and it is time to peer with bleary eyes over the mounds of papers, course books and forms and wonder where my writing space has gone. I am horribly untidy unless I keep a very tight grip on things – possibly something to do with the dyspraxia. When I put something down or even stop paying attention to it, it simply disappears. As a consequence my work space gets smaller and smaller until I am balancing my keyboard on a pile of stuff – and stuff is the enemy of a clear mind and a happy imagination.
So today I am declaring war on all this stuff, hoping an hour spend tidying will be worth a week’s writing tomorrow. At least, that is the theory… I may be some time.

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