Opening this door, this very door, many many times during dark cold nights, I heard Dorothy Gale's voice saying "There's no place like home", then, smiling to myself, proceed to insert my key, The key.
Soon, very soon, I'll be moving to a bigger and closer to the city apartment, leaving this place, my place, the real and ultimate "My Space". And , I have to tell you folks, there is already the taste of nostalgia in the writing of this. Came here in the year 2000 and since many things happen here. Lots of good memories. Literally the end of a relationship, of a symbiosis . This place will never be the same, ever again, because soon it will be the "home sweet home" of somebody else that will populate it with new things and voices. I just wanted to put some pics of it to posterity. Some of them are old, already memories, but soon all of them will be, so...
It's like as if some part of me is gonna stay there/here and in some "spiritual" way it is. I guess my soon to be old home will be frozen here in Guelyland for me to see it, and i think is good.
The Royal Palace of Guelyland, it's headquarters and heart (or should i say in a more rational way brain?), it's sometimes fortress of solitude and sometimes love nest, my home. Each corner, wall and bit of floor is loaded of me, my stuff and what makes me myself. Strange feeling cos i won't miss it but somehow I will. Is a good relationship coming to and end for a better one. We don't do that with fellow humans and the house is just a place between walls, but still... Thank you for all these years, for been my home.