Sticky little papers

I spent the morning organizing my desk. Again.

I tend to do this every couple weeks... eventually it gets to the point where I have exhausted all of my current story ideas...

And I go looking for that folder/clipboard with "possible follow-up/quirky stories" written up...

And in the process find hoards of unopened envelopes... press releases... and unread magazines.

I'm such a hypocrite. I would rather just check my banking information online, and I find it annoying that I have all these stupid bills on my desk...

But at the same time, I prefer to have a "hard copy" of such things (god forbid the internet eventually running out of "space" haha) and constantly print out Stats Canada reports because I like to have it in my meaty little paws to scribble on at will.

I think I'm just stuck in a strange generational paradox, where I grew up on paper, but like the ease and instant access of the age of electronic. I constantly write myself little reminders in gmail... and love that I can just "search" within.

My parents... are paper-savvy, and my kids will be all-digital. And here I am, stuck in the middle with you.