My Own Starry Night

I think I've found my writers retreat. I found this picture on Lovely Listing and fell in love with the set up. I imagine that there is a desk across from the sink. I imagine myself spending the evening writing or reading at that desk, with a cup of tea or coffee. And when I got tired, I would climb up the ladder into my own personal starry night. My own private retreat. And everyone needs a room of their own.