As I pull the door open to enter my space a blast of cold air hits my face. The smell of thin plastics hit my nostrils as I look upon the unopened games. The walls are filled with posters and advertisements for upcoming games. The floors are lined with flat red carpet making it comfortable to get low to search for more things. The dimness of the lights and lack of sunlight makes me feel at home. The lack of customers makes me feel at home and calm. I walk around staring at everything and touching everything that isn’t locked up behind glass.  The one employee converses with me about the games in the store and which ones he wants to play. As I exit my space the sun hits me and I feel empty having left with nothing.