Reorganization

Reorganizing one's desk and one's habits seem to be very similar.
At first it seems like everything is comfortable exactly where it is, but for whatever reason you move shit around.
It's pretty fucking uncomfortable at first and you can't find where you left that damn pen, or friend, or whatever thing you may have misplaced.

Then you start to remember where you left things, and why they are where they are.


Loosely related; this is my desk.