messy room by chris golden us by drew braaten

us by drew braaten

messy by chris golden

ROOM

If I told you my room was messy, you would know something true about me. Freshly-washed clothes nest on my papasan chair begging to be put away. Empty glasses, once holding water now hold staring contests with my alarm clock. The comforter started a f i g h t with a bear and lost, horribly.

The pillows tried to save the comforter, but instead they were f l u n g off the bed in war, all waiting to be picked up by the maid. This messy room r e f l e c t s my life. A visual representation of school, work and sports all battling each other to be the number one priority in my life.

The bedroom has never won a war, forever residing in last place.