
Wallet
It contains money, credit card, ID card and photos of some of whom I love.
It became worn out and I should buy a new one but the intimacy that develops between us and our old exhausted belongings does not fade easily.
Glasses
I hate them. Or precisely I hate how I look when I have to wear them. Contact lenses are more welcomed.
Pic
It was taken about 3 years ago. No major change except the disappearance of the goatee. If we have the right to like self pictures, then I like this one although my side view is not always the most flattering. It was not me who put it under the glass top. My narcissist level is not that high...yet!
Vase
In July I spent a long weekend with a good friend in his Mediterranean waterfront home. Fantastic view. A huge tree in the garden had these stick-like leaves. I collected the fallen dry ones and immediately felt they would look nice in a vase. At the beginning they were holding themselves tight and upward but day after day they started to bend down.
Lamp
I bought it from a friend years ago. He was selling many of his home items before he moved far away. We see each other now once every few years. The last time was around 3 months ago. Reliable, talented and handsome. This is how I would describe him if I am allowed to commit the crime of summing someone up. A big interrogation mark shrouds his private life though. Is it fear of intimacy or lack of having trust in others?
Clock alarm
Divided into two parts. Clock and frame.
And there is a Plug joint that happened to be there when I took the pic.
What this shot of nightstand did not show was the big empty bed, the growling heat of July and my mind busy with the preparation for summer vacation that will start soon. Very soon.
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