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My room was the only place on earth that I felt was "mine". My parents were considerate of this. It was an odd room. Not many rooms have both a "Beatle's" and an "Iron Maiden" poster adorning the same wall. I loved my room. I wish I had photos of it. Those walls would be like long lost journal entries to me now.
Oh, the hidden spaces. The tight crack between the wall and the bed where many a torn out magazine page hid. The corner of the closet where I stuffed the notes from the girls I admired. And always my stereo by my bed. I spent an entire year falling asleep to side two of "Abbey Road". The previous year was "the Wall", you can imagine how much brighter my dreams became after abandoning "the Wall"! I looked at the photo's in your post and I've been thinking about it all day. It has awoken a nostalgia in me that rarely comes out. Thank you for that. Great post, one of my favorites.