It’s (I’m) a Mess

My office continues to be a terrible mess. Nearly every day I say to myself that I will finally go through the piles of things and straighten everything up. And yet I keep not finding the time for it. I cannot lie to myself, though. I know that if I really wanted my office clean, I could have it done within a few hours. And if I wanted to organize it–really get all the way into the nitty-gritty–I could do that within a matter of days. The reason my office is a mess is because I am a mess. I am mirroring my internal chaos in my surroundings, and until I decide that I don’t want to do that anymore, it will not change.