God, I need a new office...

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I was trying to write in my planner. 

Yes, I still have one of those. I actually have three for 2020. All very important. ​

​But like I was saying: I was jotting down a list in my planner, but the keyboard was taking up all the space. I picked up the keyboard and slid it behind one of the monitors. Then, I put the planner in the small space I created.

I let out an exaggerated sigh and complained. "God, I need a new office."

A heartbeat later, I heard, "Clean the one you have and stop asking me for things I've already given you."

I laughed, hard. Super hard.

Why? Because there are papers, books, and boxes everywhere in my office. My long desk is littered with nail polish, books, mini-binders, tumblers, and bibles. My printer is hidden under papers that I can't even remember printing. And sometimes, I get a headache from simply sitting at my desk.

Message received.

I have been given more than enough. Now, it's time to manage what I've got. 

"All I am is a nobody telling somebody about God." 

~ Kierra "KiKi" Sheard