Paris uncut

Gera 19.07.2018 

It has been a while since the last time I had the opportunity to write for me, write for this blog that feels it is dying. 

The past three weeks have been totally crazy, I have had two weeks off from work, and have been traveling with my parents around Europe, we have been to Paris for a week, and just being around Gera the rest of the time. This traveling reminded me about my travels with my Mother, back when I was 12. 

Being back at home I have realised how fortunate I am of being able to have a place to live, with a lot of space for myself, and with the blessing of having a family at home that cares enough for me to let me have a room where I can be myself, blessed because it is the largest room in the flat. 

That feeling of being back home is something very special, a clean flor, a perfectly organised living room where only two love seats are to be found with a nice comfy lightning that is good for only tow things… talk and think. I believe that most people do not plan a home, they just go and buy some stuff they try to make it work together, like my typing, I just hit the machine and I hope for the words to work with each other. 

I believe that interior design, the true meaning of its the action of having some thoughts about how a room should be filled with objects, textures, light, smells, in order to let you perform an specific task. Not cooking, not sleeping... but being able to think, and feel free.