My Room, My Universe

 There is something special about my room. It's not very commodious, but it still feels like I’ve got enough room to put another house in here. Everything is just so neatly arranged. My study table, the charging port below my study table that has just enough ports to support my devices, my secret place where I stash all of my junk food, and of course, my brilliant and comfy bed.


When I lie down on my bed, it feels like I’ll just sink into it. Sink into it, and keep falling, and falling, until eventually, I wake up. That is the big disadvantage of it. Waking up feels like torture every morning. The bed is soooooo comfortable that I never want to leave it. It’s the reason why I’ve grown to hate waking up early.


During Covid-19, I spent twenty out of twenty four hours holed up in here. There were four things I did during those times: Study, eat, play, and sleep. Honestly, nothing can compare to this heavenly abode. The only thing I need now is a mini fridge to store my drinks and BAM! You’ll never see me out of that room again!

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