I have a framed picture of James Joyce
He sits and watches me write.
Countless black and grey pictures of European landmarks
And a constellations calendar hangs on my wall.
In my car, I listen to classical music
Only in the morning though
To get mentally prepared for the day
The drive home, Eastern Cellblock Ukrainian EDM at the highest volume
I have a few candles around my room to give it an old feel
I have a few ten-types
I really want a typewriter
I have a bed for my cat
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