A change in worldview changes the world viewed.

I first read that quote in the old Malkavian clanbook, back in high school, and it's been somewhere in my head since. Can't remember who first said it, but they probably didn't have the sort of microcosmic application I'm talking about in mind. That said, they probably weren't thinking of insane vampires either.

The past couple of days, I've been back on the mental trail of wanting to buy a desk. At first, I was thinking about the books I'd like to read - non-fiction, textbooky, related-to-the-craft books. The sort of books that make me feel like I should be producing something instead of taking the time to read them.

That led me to the idea of structured learning, perhaps going back to uni or some other tertiary institution to absorb knowledge in a setting my pernicious brain would allow me to view as legitimate. That's one track I'll come back to later.

The other mental track, connected to the desk, was my long-held desire to have some kind of personal office to work in. At first I was going to look up rental prices for such things, but then - well - the quote in the title there popped into my head and kept repeating itself. Yeah, it was weird.

Nothing earth-shattering, but my bedroom's pretty big, and there's not a lot in it. So now I've picked out the very expensive desk I want, and tonight I rearranged my room so my bed is shoved into a corner instead of dominating the whole space.

This weekend I'm planning to buy said desk, grab my deskchair out of storage, and officially begin using this room as an office. An office I occassionally sleep in.

It's gonna be great.