The Roof Above My Head

WordPress Prompt: You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

AI Artwork by The Pumpkin Empress

I don’t need a perfect place to read.

It doesn’t matter what color the walls around me are, if the carpets are plush or the floorboards under my feet are are polished or rough.

It doesn’t matter if I sit in a comfy chair and read by firelight or candlelight, I don’t need a cup of something warm on the table next to me.

If the story I am reading is really good, even if it’s bad I’m not really in this world at that exact moment in time. The roof  above my head is the last thing I’ll be thinking about.

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