i just walked in on a perfect scene in my room. on my bed are my diary, my closed macbook (snow <3), my sketchbook held open with a pencil to a page with a lovely drawing i just created and a big fat book i just got from the library. on my table are a huge wad of cash, my cellphone, and a picture of me and my cousin. if a stranger walked into my room right now just as it was, they would understand me. at least i hope.