Close your eyes.
Imagine a flat. In the new building. Quite nice flat. Bright, clean, spacious even it's not big. There is a Forest relatively close to this block, from which I bring some treasures, with which I try to make the interior caress the soul. Sounds nice?
It's a cage.
So once again jump into depths of imagination. Let's put the music on, light some candles and maybe incense stick - for this evening opium smell can be good.
And create.