My Cave is my intellectual home. My kitchen is where I eat, my bed is where I sleep, and my Cave is where I think. Everyone has some sort of Cave; just follow them around their house. It might be a garage full of tools or a kitchen full of cookware, but there is a Cave stashed somewhere in the house. – Rands
When I grew up, my bedroom was my cave. It was always full of microphone cables, guitars, and k’nex. Now, my cave is my home office. I try to keep a pretty clean house as a rule, but it never fails that I always have 10 or so messy projects going on at once in my cave. Where is yours?