07_Compulsive mourning homes
2024
in childhood i tried to draw a floor plan of the apartment where i lived with my parents. recently i suddenly started doing the same thing again.
here are all the homes where i lived and everything that i can remember inside them. it was quite a painful process of meticulously sifting through the pieces of memories inside me that i had long forgotten and didn't even know that it's a part of me. now as i look at them it feels almost a little warmer, as if these homes are in front of me, at my fingertips.
p.s. if you look closely you can see how the contents of the homes change, what is remembered and what is not, what disappears and what appears, and how life was probably lived around these things.
