ugh

My desk is a mess. I long for one of those desks that you see on television and in photographs, a big expanse of glass or wood or stone, with perhaps a small laptop and no visible papers, writing implements, maybe a telephone...but I could have that only if I had no work to do, nor any of the detritus of daily life: checkbook, notebooks, change, pills, coffee cups. Periodically I have a purge and clear my desk, but it is only a matter of a few days, or even hours, before it is back to this state.