Friday, May 28, 2004

Paper . . .

Yes, you know, the stuff that mail is made of- just let it sit for a week and you have a paper mountain. More than a week you have a sea of paper. I think it takes about a month to have a universe of paper. The universe impact is best in a confined area (witness, my office).

I hate paper. I hate the way it smells. I hate the way it feels. And I hate the way that it crowds all the space in my life.

But I don't intend to complain. I am asking for help. It seems that paper won't go away. Could anyone help me and paper reconcile?