A Room of My Own
Most of my adult life, I have not had the luxury of a dedicated work space at home. I'd carve out a small corner of my bedroom when I had roommates, and shared both desk and computer with the husband for quite a number of years. Even when I got a laptop, followed by an iPad, there still wasn't anywhere I could call "mine." I worked at my lunch place, in bookstore cafes when I had a Barnes & Noble and Borders near me. (Remember Borders?) My local Starbucks is a real favorite, even if it's not available to me at the moment.