Well, I asked for others to share, and it had started with the curiosity of my own, so this is where I shall share just what it is I'm talking about. The rooms that would be found within my mind and their purpose. 

Was a pain in the a$$ to get the right images I wanted, and of course they don't depict exactly what I see, but they're close enough to give a basic idea. 

Welcome to my mind :D

Please keep all personal belongings close to your person as things found within do and will bite. Any loss of limb is a result of your own foolishness and therefore not my concern, thank you!

This, as you can see, would be the doorway to get inside. I didn't care for this picture, but I couldn't get the one I wanted, as it apparently 'can't be found'. The one I picture is closer to the one like in the movie 'The Haunting', that leads to a secret staircase on down to a study. 

Hard to get into, very misleading, often gets stuck

This is Harlaxton Manor over in the UK, it is where they shot the movie 'The Haunting'. I fell in love when I first saw it, so I picture the inside of it as virtually the inside of my head. All the hallways, rooms, mysteries, etc... The only things I don't have, are all those creepy kid heads, those had to go... And the old guy painting, he had to go to.

Just inside is the central area, the main 'blankness' that is found before your brain kickstarts into what it wants to do, giving it direction. From here it branches out into the many rooms that make up my Mind/Memory Warehouse.

This would be the 'workspace' of my brain, or essentially, my office. The picture is very tame, not showing the vast amount of things that would be going on, so this could more or less be seen as an empty image. In my head, there would be piles of paper waiting to be filed, stacks of binders, labeled storage bins in the shelves, maps hung up somewhere, various writing utensils, and much of the odds and ends you'd find in typical office spaces.  

The windows would view out into a forested area, with a constant fading in and out porch where I go out when procrastinating to get away from work

I am a very crafty person, in both senses of the word I think, and would like to think that this part of my mind would be organized and neat...but... It's probably more like this - 

It'd be organized chaos though. Paint stuff goes in the paint section, wood crafting over in the woodshop area, bead related items would be set up in bins and probably stacked on its own work table, puzzles in all their various forms would have a section to themselves, and so on. 

I'd only be able to deal with the 'mess' for so long before I'd go nuts and go on a cleaning spree. Of course these areas having the various items also includes the knowledge I have on how to use everything within them as well. Not gonna very well have a power drill if I don't know how to use the darn thing (You push this to make it spin, right?)

Each of my hobbies would have to have their own room. This would be my media/gaming room. What you don't see pictured are the shelves upon shelves of games and movies that I've amassed over my 30+ years of recall abilities. It would also have the various game systems I've used/know how to use. The WII for example, would not be there, as I've never used one in my life. 

It wouldn't just be console games of course, but also board, card, pool, bowling, etc. Since I like to game with others(sometimes), I like the idea of the big comfy couch. No liquids allowed though, and no shoes. 

Music. I have yet to come across anyone who hasn't liked music of some kind, so I'm pretty sure everyone will have some sort of noise-making collection as well. I picture mine as an underground industrial club. I'm half deaf, so many of the genres I like have heavy bass that I can feel throughout my whole body. I also like the culture and style of the people who're a part of it. 

I like to dance, but not in front of people, so the darkness of the place is to my advantage, just like the muted lighting is enough to see by but it isn't a constant depending on the area. 

I love to read, I love to write, so best believe I'm going to have a library. Belle ain't got nothin' on mine though :} 
Not only filled with everything I've read over the course of my life, but here is where all my memories would be as well(so obviously much bigger than the pic). 

This is another that I couldn't find the exact look I was wanting, so I have to combine a couple here. Picture the one above, with this one: 

Even though I'm not actually out in it much, I love the outdoors. Surrounded by nature soothes me. If I could combine the forest with a library without destroying either, I would be in heaven, but that isn't exactly possible, so in my head it stays. 

I couldn't really decide how I wanted to show this one. 

You see, I love animals. I've studied quite a few for my books. I remember when I was little, I had this fantasy of saving all the animals held in captivity and setting them free on land I bought. At first, it was setting them free in the wild, but then it occurred to me that they wouldn't be safe there, as poachers and hunters could get to them. If they were on land I'd bought, I could make them safe. 

A little girl's fantasy, sure, but the intent behind it never died even as I grew. I learned how that whole idea was flawed, in many ways, and how it would never work in this day and age. So, I moved on to aiding them in other ways that I could. 

So I picture something like this in my head, a type of sanctuary-like area for my love and knowledge of everything non-human. 

This room here goes by many names, from atrium to solarium to garden. I don't have much of a green thumb, but I still like to plant things. I'm not religious, I'm more spiritual I guess, it's complicated, but I do respect nature and essentially, it's laws. 

I wouldn't have the statues of the woman/children, but maybe the male could stay, I like the look of it. If you don't recognize the photo, it is another from 'The Haunting'

There's one room I'd hate. I'm sure everyone has one; a room of mirrors. A room that shows us all our faults and failures. I don't picture mirrors though, I picture water. Water so pure that it reflects everything back in it's 'true' form, and no matter how much I fight it, it doesn't break, it doesn't bend. Things may alter or distort for a short time, but they always snap back into place as if nothing was done to begin with. A room to reflect on everything I've ever done wrong, things I could have done different, embarrassing points in my life, and memories I'd rather I'd forget, but never can

This is also the room where quite a few of my emotions would linger, like my depression, anxiety, resentment, anger, self-loathing, and fear

So, that's what I got for now, how are your guys' coming along?