Reclaiming My Room

I'm back in Atlanta for the summer. It's times like these when I truly see how my parents have appropriated my old room for their own purposes. Mainly, this means it has become a glorified closet. Well, this summer I'm reclaiming it. I insist on being able to fit clothes into the closet. I demand that my floorspace isn't clutttered with winecases and luggage carts! Tonight, I spent 3 hrs clearing out the room, ending up with about 6 bags of garbage. No doubt my mother will throw a fit about the "waste" but if you haven't missed it in 7 years, you're not going to start missing it now.

It feels good to have a place you can call your own :-)