More or less one year ago I wrote this text:
“All my tinny memories are packaged in boxes, they will be in order inside my memory, because all of them are special, I have been living here during 16 years… And today I have to change, begin in a new place. In every place of the house I can find things of the past, of my childhood… These things are good or bad depend, but all are tinny memories, brilliant and unforgettable moments, now I have to leave them behind me, turn the page and start again. It’s strange because I have to become accustomed again. I will choose the best place of the new home like I did it in the other house, I will have to decorate my new room… despite of all my memories that I will bury of the oldest house! I really want to live in a new house.”
Nowadays I’m living in a new house with my family. At the first time it was strange because it was very big if I compare with the flat where I was living.
I have got a lot of very good moments there in the flat where I lived more or less 16 years. Now I have a lot of tinny memories here at the new house, in my new home.
Some days when I go to the centre of the village I see the flat and I think: new house, new life.
