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