The room of my inspiration, my favorite place in the whole world, where I can relax, enjoy a movie, read a good book, inspire myself and give free rein to my writing, a suitable place that does not need anything and does not spare anything, with the perfect temperature, without too much heat or too cold ... a place of catharsis, where I can free myself from negative charges and enjoy positive energies, is my place, my room, where the computer located in a corner looks at me and calls me to give it form my rhymes, phrases and stories. Placing the music at full volume to sing and breathless, dance without anyone telling me how to do it and cry when a song touches the deepest fiber of my being.
It's my place, and your place, how is it? As comfortable as mine?
