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Within this dingy room lies my entire world. This tiny nine foot by eleven foot cell is the location where I live, it is my true home, not the entire building, but just this one dark room. The single dim light in here gives me enough of a visual to be able to see what I need to see. It is uncomfortable in here to most people, all these many things that I've stuffed in this little box of mine leave me with little room for myself, but I somehow fit. They all fit together like pieces to a puzzle, yet they can be moved as well. I burn incense in my room to help clear my mind, and perhaps cover the scent of my own rotting flesh. The incense however cause my room to be even more dingy, they create a haze over the room, and so a glare began coming in through the large window, so I improvised a dark curtain, which now causes my room to be even darker no matter what time of the day. With the incense and all the electronics, and the closed door, this room gets to overheat, so I open my little window, the one that is now broken and cannot be shut.

These four walls, the floor, and the ceiling, all create the borders of my world, but my mind, my mind can expand the room world to whatever size I wish it to be. I have all that I need in this room, everything but food and a restroom. Nothing outside of this room exists, it is all just a figment of my imagination, something I create just because it would make sense to have something outside of my window. What a figment this world is...

Description
Within this dingy room lies my entire world. This tiny nine foot by eleven foot cell is the location where I live, it is my true home, not the entire building, but just this one dark room. The single dim light in here gives me enough of a visual to be able to see what I need to see. It is uncomfortable in here to most people, all these many things that I've stuffed in this little box of mine leave me with little room for myself, but I somehow fit. They all fit together like pieces to a puzzle, yet they can be moved as well. I burn incense in my room to help clear my mind, and perhaps cover the scent of my own rotting flesh. The incense however cause my room to be even more dingy, they create a haze over the room, and so a glare began coming in through the large window, so I improvised a dark curtain, which now causes my room to be even darker no matter what time of the day. With the incense and all the electronics, and the closed door, this room gets to overheat, so I open my little window, the one that is now broken and cannot be shut.

These four walls, the floor, and the ceiling, all create the borders of my world, but my mind, my mind can expand the room world to whatever size I wish it to be. I have all that I need in this room, everything but food and a restroom. Nothing outside of this room exists, it is all just a figment of my imagination, something I create just because it would make sense to have something outside of my window. What a figment this world is...