A Distorted Overview of My Room
Every morning I wake up to this view
or this one.
I’m usually frozen in my bed for a little bit.
It doubles as my workspace so there aren’t really other places to be
So I just end up chilling on my computer for a while,
A portrait of myself from high school sits in the middle of my rug.
Light streams in over my drawing desk throughout the day.
My shelf functions as a shrine with my favorite souvenirs, books and records.
I rarely touch it however and it has grown dusty.
I can’t say I’m uncomfortable
This is my world