Currently a room in my house adjacent to the kitchen. The pantry. When work has been rough, draining my will to live, the dishes start to dirty stack up until I find a lazy rainy day to clean correct things. Mouldy shit (..mouldy food in two small cans, won't touch that shit with my own hands.. this has happened before) is growing here and there, fruit decomposing in hidden spaces under dishes, ants are starting to form scavenging trails. It is wild with growing life and at the moment I am loathe to tamper with fine virgin territory. Not yet ready for reclamation and domesticity again, I will return later.