Daisy
I dug through the piles of papers and folders on my desk wanting to tear my hair out in frustration. I knew I had seen the file I needed that morning before I went out to work on irrigation for a few hours, and now it was like it had grown legs and walked out of my office.
This was a constant problem for me. I knew I needed to work on it, try to do better, but every time I tried to sit down to clean my desk, it felt like an impossible task. I hated being stuck inside for any reason, but when that reason was paperwork it felt like a swarm of bees was attacking my brain.
There was a sharp knock on the door a moment before Shepard walked in without waiting for me to say anything. I rolled my eyes at him, but his eyes were glued to his phone as he scrolled through whatever he was read
