Near-mint office: pre-owned but like new!

We moved to the 27th floor of the same building this Monday. At first I didn’t have an office, but a storage room. That’s all fixed now. My assistant (also known as the Woman Who Has Saved My Behind Too Many Times to Count) helped me unpack my boxes, arrange my books and find an extension cord, among other things necessary for surviving dislocation.

So far so good. There are shelves for my ink bottles and many surfaces that will no doubt be covered with clutter within a week unless I restrain myself from my messy habits.

But oh, the freshness of a different view!