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As You Enter the Room

 

            As I enter the room, the aroma of the freshly unpacked "True Sleeper" mattress topper is overwhelming. It smells like a McDonalds happy meal toy just out of its wrapper; a bit peculiar but rather distinct. That is soon overcome by sight of the excess amounts of what one might refer to as junk. Perhaps this is true to the untrained eye, but to the skilled, it carries a plethora of objects representative of my life. This is my room, although recently revamped, overflowing with memoirs from my past.
             To the right sits a bulletin board covered with pictures, notes, schedules, flyers, forms, and oodles of nonsense. When I catch one glimpse of that, my vision is forced away, further down to a more organized calendar. As I see what's to come, I also see what has come. .
             Slightly past the calendar is a group of glass shelves surrounded by a string of lights for ornamentation. It is within these shelves that something great lies which I refer to as my "concert shrine". Inside this shrine is a piano string broken from Ben Fold's Baldwin grand piano, CD inserts signed by Eve 6 and Weezer, a shirt signed by No Doubt, a workers pass from a 311 show, tickets from all the concerts I've been to, and an array of various other incredible items. These shelves also include several other interesting bits and pieces such as a complete collection of the talking plush Taco Bell dogs, a string of Homer Simpson lights, a zebra pattern lampshade, and a black light that has been waiting to be plugged in for many years.
             Furthering this journey to the upper right corner I come once more to my present. It is here which sits my most prized possession, my alpine white Gibson Les Paul Custom guitar. Every time my eyes pass this, my mouth drops in amazement. With such brilliant gold plated hardware and an amazing smooth white lustrous finish, it baffles me how this same effect could not be bestowed upon each and every pair of eyes that crossed paths with this marvelous item.


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