Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Via Montfort 8, 34123 Trieste
A few minutes ago my mother told me on skype that today she has sell our flat in Trieste. I´ve grew up in this place from my 9 years old in till my twenties.
In december I went there with my best friend Alis, my sister Alba and my father. It was strange to be there, the entire flat was almost empty. It was weird because I knew it was one of the last moment spent in those rooms. When I´ve lived there, emptyness or minimalismus was something I did not knew. Every corner was full of things with a story in it. This time is gone and it´ s good so. Time for new.
Good night via Montfort