Im looking at the papers on my desk and its all blurring into some sorta strange blurry paper monster. I imagine it coming to life and growing strange paper arms, and legs,and nails that lash out and paper cut.
Im thinking this monster wants to boing off the desk and laugh, in a slighly deep malicious way, and bop around the corner to attack the receptionist, because shes talking on the phone and visibly SLACKING OFF. MUHAHAHA! He'll roar and lash and then collapse into a pile of paperwork that has morphed from work i have to do into filing that she has to do! MAHAHAHA again!
Perhaps I really do need glasses afterall!