Meet my "office"

Meet my “office”.

I could pick it apart a thousand different ways to try to disclaim all the reasons I already know why it’s not good enough before you get a chance to tell me or even think it, but ya know what?

It’s mine.

I built those shelves. I painted that wall. I collected the memories attached to most of those things (some of them are DK's memories) and I’m damn proud of the progress I’ve made this year.

Am I anxious to have an office that isn’t inside my bedroom? Yup. But for now, I have all I need and I am grateful for the work I get to do here!