Nobody Sleeps in Attic

I found this Post-It Monday morning, bright and early, in my desk drawer, when I came into work and was arranging my things for the week. It was on a Post-It pad, as if the brainstormer calmly scribbled it and just hid it there upon discovery. (Or so I like to imagine)

I’ve worked as an assistant in this home office for 3 years, but though I’ve found some odd things in my time — unexplainable tchotchkes, questionable knickknacks, books with titles that make me raise an eyebrow (It’s kind of an eccentric place) — I’ve never found something like this in my space.