My room is full of knick knacks. Things I've collected over the years that have some sentiment to me or remind me of a good time period in my life. But, it also makes me think about how this place, my room, the one I've had since my Junior year of high school has seen some of my worst moments, my lowest lows and still, has been there for me through it all. Provided me with warmth and safety when I cried. For a space like that to still bring you joy and comfort through your hardest times is what makes a room special.