The large windows overlook a pansy flower garden. The bed is cozy with a dozen worn in pillows. A large chair occupies the corner, piles of books surround it. The actual bookshelves are full and bursting under the weight of every book she already has. The floor is carpeted but you could barely tell, there's just enough room to walk a tight path. The opposite corner resides a stereo filled with old CD's, background noise for reading and sleeping. The closet is stuffed with everything else, from old school items to unfinished puzzles, with just enough room to organize the few clothes she rotates through. It's not that she can't have more clothes, but the same thing is comfortable and easy. The walls are white, but the green curtains allow light through causing the room to turn green when they are drawn.