My home desk is a mess. When I look around me I see books, magazines, invoices, glasses, a hideous little white Christmas tree from three months ago, speakers, external hard drives, two calculators, a scanner, a printer, post-it notes, medicines, business cards, pencils, pens, color markers, a ruler, batteries, and there’s even an acorn (from Kiev) and a chestnut (from Helsinki). My desk at the office looks more or less the same, except for the acorn and the chestnut. And the messier my desk is, the messier it gets. After all, with a loaded desktop nobody will notice when I throw another pinecone on it.