So, I never really knew how much I honestly was my own person, ultimately defined by my stuff and ideas, until living in residence when myself and everyone of my floormates is confined to a single room to hold all our possessions of past lives.
It is such a concentrated expression of the person that it helps define who we have been, what we value, and what we could potentially become. Of course we buy more things and remove others; but in their addition, or absense, it is also an expression of who we are and what we value.
For example, my room has a wall of CD covers reflecting a variety of musical interests. Some people like the design/idea, and others appreciate the content of the CD covers. It is a conversation starter to have your whole life plastered against four small walls.
I always value insight into other people's rooms as well: if someone has very little on their walls it often means they are more focused on schoolwork than decorating, though that is not a problem. Others though, spend a meticulous amoutn of time perfecting the arrangement of the posters and furniture in their room (myself included).
IT is an example of how we value and create a place. A place in a personal sense, holding much meaning for the creator, and a perfect example to onlookers of the values of the perosn whom you are in their place. (Thank you GENV...)
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