The assignment was to describe a room in our memoir.
I had the room set up for
studying. It was in a former fraternity
house that was converted into a rooming house.
I went home to find some boards from around the farm. I tried to find some clean ones without many
nails or splinters sticking out of them. With the boards, I’d made a loft so my single
bed was up in the air, and the desk on the left side down below. On the right side was my chest of drawers. I had the computer on the desk and a single
chair. I had just enough room to sit on the chair and not hit the mattress. The
desk had a drawer for pens, and a drawer for ‘stuff’. My books and notebooks
were within reach. I had to step into it, twist a bit, and kind of wiggle. It
was cozy. When I was in the chair, everything about it said “study.”
