I am litearlly behind a wall of books and paper. I have to rise a bit from my seat to see outside. The fucked up thing is that I get OCD with my garbage.
"lets move that piece of garbage closer to that piece of garbage. Yeah, that looks right"
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But you know books and papers can be really important, though I wouldn't want my limited daylight obstructed by stacks of them. Never would have though you were OCD about anything ;)
I am human (most of the times).