I have a room, not my bedroom. I sleep where ever it is soft, no set place. But my Cave is mine. I can control the light. Huge desk, I can spread out, two computers, book shelves. The Wife knows not to move things on me. Comfy chair so I can sit for long times. No door, still thinking on what to use. Don't think it will ever happen, the dogs wouldn't be able to come visit. Huge sliding glass door that I can let the cat (Doc) in and out from and can look out over the fields to the hills. Actually rather look at the hills, then the fields. Used to have a fish tank with Grommies, I may do that again. Although, Cichlids have an interest to me now, a challenge. Besides the cat (soon to be plural) likes the fish too. Wasn't always this way. The Cave (even have cave drawing prints on the wall) never came to be till I could have my own house. So it took a long while to get to this point. I'd have to say, I've had a lot of places I used as comfort zones.
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