A Room of My Own

So today, as I was walking back to my room from class, I was thinking about what I would write about. I kept saying the title in my head over and over. A Room of One's Own. What would I do with a room of my own? What would it look like? What would I do in it? How would it make me feel?

My room would have a lot of windows. I would go there just to get away from the would. I would have tons of candles so it would smell like vanilla. My room would be located on top of water, near the shore. Instead of looking onto the water, I would look onto the land. I would go there just to be alone. I could go there and write in my journal and reflect on all the problems in my life.

I would love a room of my own!