T's room is much taller than it is long or wide, which gives the sensation of sitting at the bottom of an aquarium. On the far wall opposite the door, a window - her chair & mine are grouped here. Also on that wall, a large crucifix but placed too high up on the wall to be seen easily.

By the door, one blank wall with a long table below it; on this table the famous broken clock sits, it doesn't tell time, it just twitches pathetically.... I would love to pull out the battery for good, but it's not my clock...

On the other sides, one couch, several plaques that irritate me ("Live", "Laugh", touchy feely stuff like that - not many laughs from me in that room) and some with quotes or maybe prayers, that are quite long and in tiny fonts, you couldn't read them unless you really had time on your hands lol

No desk, bookshelves or cabinets; one sort of busy carpet I could draw you a picture of. some primitive pottery, some modern chrome stuff - T shares an office with another T, and I don't know whose decor is whose.