My office has started a hot desking system in which some of us share the same table and computer, depending on the roles we play.
So, in the morning, I log on to a computer and when I leave in the early evening, a colleague takes over the seat and desktop for the rest of the night.
One morning when I came in still groggy with sleep, I was surprised to see that I had only 11 unread mail in my inbox.
Can't be, I said to myself. I've thousands of e-mail as far as I remember.
Could something have happened to the computer overnight?
I was on the verge of panicking at the thought of all my messages having been wiped out when I realised I hadn't signed on to the computer properly.
I was inside my colleague's mailbox.
I quickly signed out and logged on to my account and was back in familiar territory - a mailbox with plenty of mail.
To be exact, 19,003 unread mail, out of a total of 77,635 mail.
It's a crazy figure, I know.
And it's driving me crazy.
If physical clutter can make life messy and stressful, so too can virtual clutter, and I am accumulating more of this in my life.
Later that day, I asked my colleague just how many mail documents he had in total if his unread mail tallied just a paltry 11.
He said he makes it a point to clear his inbox every day. He hardly has any mail, he said.
I was shocked and awed.
Wow, I marvelled, you must be really, really disciplined to be able to have a clean inbox.
Hard as I try (and I do try, believe me), I can't seem to clear my mail.
I'm constantly living on the brink of hitting my 5,000MB mail quota.
How did I reach such a dire state?
I have many excuses.