I write on a black slab of metal that has four corners and a strong support system. My planner lies not too far away, and that has many unsightly markings crisscrossed all over it. A pen lies on top of it. A bright and cheery window greets me as I look up from the screen. A sturdy, shiny printer lies on top of another black slab. Behind me are some folders arranged in no particular order. Three drawers filled with tools and office supplies stand at the corner of the room. Outside the building are gorgeous rows of flowers and plants. Birds are sure to be seen on any sunny or even rainy day. A few trees guard the entrance and provide a welcoming shade. There is a nice hill standing to the side and yielding magnificent bushes.
