I go to prepare a place for you

My room is a coffee cup with a red gloss and it is energizing and gets cold too quickly and I like to begin and end my day with it. I have a lamp, it matches the carpet and walls, that I stupidly almost gave away two years ago because maybe I'd be rich when I came back to America--rich with beautifully unique lamps, I apparently almost thought. Close call, because nothing would be worse than returning to this cafe room with nothing but a flashlight or some silver plastic thing from a swedish superstore.