So you filled your hands

I was really excited about arranging my new apartment so that I had a desk with a window view for writing. I was going to be all professionalesque and delegate my space and sit somewhere that is a proper height for long hours of typing, reading and goofing off. I've even tried this several times already, and let me tell you, my posture is great, my focus is contained, etcetera etcetera... so has anything come of this?

No. No, apparently curled up on the couch at bizarre angles is where writing happens. That's all. End of story. No negotiations.

Oh well. It makes for a lovely breakfast table.