As a current junior in high school, I think it is safe to say I have had my fair share of experience in school, sufficient enough to conclude that the one thing all school students look forward to in their day is when they get home to relax and unwind in the most tranquil of places. Everyones place is different, but to me, my habitat of serenity seems to have the most comfort.

Contentment is always the number one quality I strive for throughout my day, and when its time to put my feet up for the day, there is no other spot that satisfies me more than my living room. This particular room always puts me in the most benevolent mood, even on my worst days. The room itself has so much personality to it, which adds to the complacency I feel as I enter the enclave. Off to the corner, in its own spot with its respective side table, a lounge chair dominates over the living room, engulfing much of the corner in which it resides. To the right of it, a substantially enormous television takes up the majority of the wall, fluorescent with every color of the rainbow to the delight of its viewers. On the left side of the lounger sits a fireplace, encased in rock to provide safety. The fireplace provides for us in numerable way, such as for those precious Christmas mornings, or to heat yourself quicker than spontaneous combustion. On the opposite wall of the throne-like lounge chair delicately dwells a love seat, with which comforts those who are not having a pleasant day. In the middle of all this a coffee table crouches in front of the love seat, stained with cherry colored varnish providing for a reflective finish and high-gloss shine. The floor is done with carpet, colored with a tan shade speckled with darker browns, which reminds one of the sand on a beach or the desert landscape in where we live. The texture feels soft and conforming to the shape of your foot which so smoothly sinks in to the carpet, and turns drudging feet into glides of relief. The room itself is alive with the perfume of a candle, as its flame flickers its light against the walls as the gusts of the fan tickles its flame to provide a dark-lit ambiance to the room, with an overpowering scent of citrus that envelops the room from any corner of it and most of the rooms adjacent to the living room. This room evokes strong family connections, memories of happiness, and thoughts of unbreakable bonds. This room to me is the heart of my family, and it is here that our family seems to unite. Surprisingly enough, the room is quite barren when compared to most other living rooms I have been in, which does not bother me; This simplicity of the room is what makes it beautiful and unique to me.

Its elegance doesn’t stop there, though. From my favorite spot of the room, the level of inimitable beauty becomes substantially more so. As I sink into the lounge chair, sick with headaches, migraines or sore legs, the chair overwhelms me with its fancy dark leather, softer than the coat of the most exquisite sheep presented to man-kind. The more I sit within, the more the chair swallows me deeper to its core, providing me a sense of security and refuge from the things in this world that try to bring me down, whether it be physical harm or mental destruction. The chair works its wonders on me as I let go of myself into it, reclining my feet and enjoying my own personal sanctuary. At the prime time of the day, a stunning sunset on fire with the colors of the sun shines through the window on a wall opposite to the chair. The rays of the sunset give the room a different aspect, warming me with its shafts of heat that cut the room in half. The chair shows me a new day every time I take the weight off my feet in it, purifying my day to make it refreshed and anew, and is the perfect way to begin or end my day in.

Although to many other people the living room is just a room to sit and watch TV in, or to lay down and take a nap in, or perhaps a room you hardly go into at all, that is not the case for me. My living room is not just a living room to me. It is where I let go. It is the heart of my home. It is a sight to me that will not ever get old in the slightest. The tranquility of it provides my family and I with a room to bond, to laugh, and to enjoy life together in. The room is alive with happiness, and always proves to bring me to a state of benevolence.