my room

I live in a studio apartment. That’s a fancy way of saying I can’t afford walls. I can’t paint, so whenever I spend time in my studio, I like to record things. Turns out I snore.
Some people call this type of apartment an efficiency. I think that is appropriate. I do not have to bother with lengthy area designations such as “bed room,” “living room,” and “dining room.” I come home and have a seat in the room. I have a kitchen with an island bar that separates it from the room. When I eat at the bar it’s like I’m in a nether-world.
I don’t ever want to live in a place where I have to unplug the vacuum to get all my floors. I’m hoping to renew my lease and throw a staying-put party in August. I will order pizza and have my friends make sure I don’t load anything in my truck.
They can sit on the floor in my room.