I know the photo is awful. Give me a break. I just got off a plane from LA.
This is the room I grew up in. I lived here until college. Behind me, is where my old, comfy bed used to be. Now it is a “convertible bed” that my father put in several years ago to make my room “more adult.” You can actually feel the metal coils sticking into your back.
The clock in the background has not worked in twenty years, but no one has ever thought about taking it down.
The poster at the top right has changed throughout the years, from that of the New York Mets to long-forgotten rock groups. The current poster is of Sophia acting in a children’s play she directed in Israel.
My pants belonged to my father, but I don’t think he ever wore them. My t-shirt is from a Target in Los Angeles. I’m using an old digital camera that works so-so.
After taking the photos, my mother made me a turkey sandwich and we watched “What Not to Wear,” which is pretty much the same thing I would have done if I was sitting on the couch with Sophia.