  I imagine a room with partially-read books littering the floors, the sunlight streaming in from the window, and walls. White walls which are covered in a kind of wallpaper. Walls lined from top to bottom, from left to right, in photographs and pictures of people I know and even some I've only heard of. A wall full of human faces, each with their individual story to tell. I want to live in such a room. I hope someday I will know each story. 
