This project is an expression of my desires as a creative worker: to find both economic stability and creative independence. After graduation, most designers and artists are forced to choose between freedom and security, passion and well-being. From grey office spaces to noisy coworking cafés, I kept searching for a place where I could simply exist and create. The city became my fourth workspace, giving me endless possibilities for self-determination. Inspired by Ugo La Pietra’s reappropriation of the city, I began wandering through the streets, collecting discarded materials to build my own versions of a workspace: a desk and a chair. By shaping what others had thrown away, I gave form to my own impulses. Each time I occupied a square meter of space, I affirmed my presence and my need to craft. I built using tools that wouldn’t leave permanent marks—ratchet straps, clamps, and iron wire. My briefcase became a toolkit for shaping identity in the public arena. Every new construction was temporary, always waiting to find balance. Meanwhile, I keep sending spontaneous applications to studios I admire, hoping for a response. Without the roof of a former office, I face uncertainty, competition, and underpaid work. Yet, through these small acts of creation, assembling, reassembling, and adapting, I rediscover my agency. I continue to claim territory, to make, and to exist within the instability that defines my path. Even if my letters remain unanswered.