I was too comfortable with my room. Seems impossible to be too comfortable in a place defined by comfort. But I was too comfortable. So I decided to bring my mental cave to life and make my living place as difficult to move as my mind. I needed to be uncomfortable and out of place to be evolve from my inertia. I was now a parasite in my own bedroom. The relationship between my body and space. My room is now not catered to me, I have now to adapt to it. I have to find a way to dwell in this new place.