I've been thinking about my old room a lot lately.
I'm not sure why.
This is what it looked like two days after the tornado that struck Tiny Town.
Sad photo, but good memories.
There were a lot of things I loved about our old school.
That corner had the bulk of my 26 years of student pictures,
and my student library, teacher editions of texts, and lots of my resources.
Some of it was replaced; most of it couldn't be.
I loved that room.
Don't get me wrong, I love my new room,
but I still miss my old room.
I probably always will.