In My Room
May. 7th, 2022 09:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
takethisforexampleI am at my childhood home tonight. In my bedroom here I once hollowed out a space, as much as I could make my own, and adorned it with all my possessions which have since moved with me. What remains now is the stripped down room that remains in a perfect state for when I return.
The last time I was here, my cat knocked over this frame on my nightstand that I’m looking at now. It contains two self portraits I drew sometime last year, and after it fell, one of the drawings shifted a bit and I never got around to fixing it. But I am looking now and it seems that someone has done that since then. It looks better than when I framed it initially. For some reason, the movement of a piece of paper about half a centimeter is making me feel quite odd.
The last time I was here, my cat knocked over this frame on my nightstand that I’m looking at now. It contains two self portraits I drew sometime last year, and after it fell, one of the drawings shifted a bit and I never got around to fixing it. But I am looking now and it seems that someone has done that since then. It looks better than when I framed it initially. For some reason, the movement of a piece of paper about half a centimeter is making me feel quite odd.
