If I can get across the scary bridge and up the rickety stairs to bed it will be a real relief and I'll need some serious sleep.
I like the image of my books hanging over my head like a very heavy, very heady halo. Sure it's pretentious. So is this room.
A swift photoshop breeze could send this monstrosity straight out to sea.
The cats of the neighborhood need to know full well who is in charge here. They'll see me seeing them and they'll understand.
Because showering in an open space like a locker room is an experience that's really lacking at home. Does it come with a booklet on how to snap a towel?