WE WERE ACTUALLY LIVING IN A COMMERCIAL BUILDING AT THE TIME. IT WAS OUR NASCAR SHOP.
IT GOES FROM AN INNER SANCTUM WITH CARPETED FLOOR, A BED, CHRISTMAS LIGHTS, TO A COLD CONCRETE FLOOR AND A SHOP FILLED WITH THE NASCAR, TOOLS AND TOOLBOXES, JUNK.
CLEAR BOUNDARIES ON THE OUTSIDE, PEACE ON THE INSIDE
