This is the room I've called home since I was 7 and its been through many phases and redecorations. There are so many things I would love to hang on the walls to make it cozy and decorative, but I'm hesitant since I don't know how long I'll be there. Then again, I've been saying that since I graduated from college in 2009. It is all mine and is one of my favorite places in the world. I'm fine admitting that being so attached to this space is partially what keeps me living here. The street noise is comforting, the late afternoon light through the windows is warm and despite the painfully small closet, its perfect.
When you walk through the door, this is what you will see. My bed is super comfy, but when I first got it at 15 it terrified me. I was used to sleeping on a futon mattress in a loft-style bed or on the floor, and this gigantic monstrosity made me incredibly uncomfortable (like sleeping on a table). The night it came I escaped to my friend Carl's house where we attempted to watch Clerks while I put popcorn in his ears and then I came home and slept on my couch...for a week.
seashells I collected on vacation.