Cozily nestled into the corner of my room, behind my closet and in front of my bed, is where I sit at my desk. Take a glance into the perpetually open doorway of my room and no matter how hard you look, you won’t be able to see me unless you physically walk inside. My desk’s location supplies me with my own personal bubble where I escape to…
A printer, an unplugged lamp, a clock, tissues, makeup, clothes, books, papers, pencils, pens, and more create an organized yet chaotic array of my college student essentials. All of which are readily available right on the top of my desk when I need them. I wouldn’t have this any other way. My organized chaos is comforting.
My desk has become my symbolic home base. It is my creative workspace. I do everything at my desk. I read there, I do my homework there, I watch Netflix there, and most of all, I color there.
The comforting aura of my desk makes it the perfect space for me to concentrate solely on one task, especially when that task is coloring. I clear adequate space, pull out my coloring books, find my colored pencils, and am on my way.
A blank, black and white canvas in front of me and a rainbow selection of colored pencils is all I need. I love the scratch of the pencils on paper as I work on my latest masterpiece. The sound of my pencil sharpener brings me confidence that I’ll be able to fill in the small intricate areas of my coloring page with precision. The slow progression of something blank turning into a colorful piece of art gives me an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
Once I finish a coloring page, I can place it on the cork-board backdrop of my desk.
And there you have it, my happy place complete.