Was there ever a time when you didn't wish for a room of your own, a place where you could go and shut the door on that troublesome little brother, as well as on many other things that are appreciated much more if the are not always with us? And fitting through those daydreams, which belonged only to you, weren't there often visions of how this room would look? It was a place for you, wasn't it? It harbored what you loved best and you were its ruling spirit.