Last night I found a vase of flowers in my room, but not the kind you're thinking of.
Sometimes when I am in bed I feel like my mattress is too close to the wall. Rather than getting out of bed and moving it, however, I just put my hands on the wall and push. Normally this makes the mattress move.
When I tried this tactic sometime last year, it unfortunately didn't work. I made my hands into fists, placed them on the wall, and pushed... and made a hole in the wall. Some wall, I know.
The wall sat like that, kind of caved in at that spot, until last night, when I looked at it closer, and noticed something through the cracks. I peeled away the cheap wall chips like an eggshell, and found this underneath:
Cool, huh? It's nice to know that at some point my room had a personality beyond these ugly white walls. I love that there is a secret hidden behind them. It's also nice to know that if my landlord does an inspection I can cover it up with my pillow.
At some point, I'll need to buy a repair kit and fix that up, but for now, I'm going to leave it. For now, it makes me happy to think of it.