Never mind that the heat tells me to stay away from this room - this place needs me the way I need it today. My desk is full of dust, I tried to write my name but it isn't dusty enough. The cork board looks bare, I try to post many thank you's but I can't seem to fill it up.
I miss my room like I miss the children's nook of the Pakenham library.
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