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