My Little Place of Refuge

I like to call my bedroom "My Little Place of Refuge".... and when I say little I mean LITTLE.  My bed and my dresser literally take up the room(I am taking the picture from my doorway).  I have a tiny space to walk in between, but thats really it.  At first it seemed tiny to  me, but now it is just right.  One thing living in NYC has taught me is that I really don't need all the space that I think I do.  My little bedroom is my one place that is really mine.  It is a refuge for me from the  fast pace life of the city.  I did not have furniture for my first 6 months in the city, so I did not take pictures of my room when I posted pictures of the rest of the apartment.  I finally made the trek to Ikea and now have a fished bedroom (well except for the walls).  I started a "wall of love" above my dresser (thanks to my sister's great idea) where I am in the process of putting pictures up of my friends and family.  The wall is a little work in process.  Enjoy the pics!