To be completely honest, I have never really thought a lot about the importance of having my own room before I read this book. Growing up with only brothers, I was always given a room to my own. It was until I came to SMC where I had the experience of sharing a room. Sharing a room for the first time in my life was an awesome experience. We both took our own inspirations and decorated the room to fit both of our personalities. The room was a place for us to relax and escape from the busyness outside. Visitors would flow in and out of our room, giving it excitement but also maintaining a sense of coziness.
This year, I moved into a house, providing me with my own room once again. My room is the one place in the house I have total control over. I love the feeling I have when I enter my room, I have decorated it with my own art from previous years, as well as pictures of family and friends. The natural lighting from the large window, and the soft colors on my bedspread provide me with a relaxed state of mind. I don't think I ever really appreciated having a room to my own enough before I had the experience of sharing my room with a roommate. After analyzing Woolf's ideas regarding the importance of a room to your own, I realized that a room is a lot more special than I thought. A room gives you the ability to explore and discover new ideas and thoughts with out the pressure of any outside forces surrounding you. My room is the main place I am most entitled to think or do whatever I please. How do you feel about your room?
