Subj : Memories from childhood
To   : All
From : daniel gomez
Date : Sat Feb 08 2025 02:41:10

                                 M E M O R I E S
My father and mother, as so it tends to happen with most families nowadays, splitted when i was 3 years old.

My dad always went to pick me up on Holidays, but since the city he lived in and the one where i resided where too far from eachother, we'd stay in my town for a day or two before sailing again. Just to get enough rest, ya know?

Every time he got to town, we would go to the house of an aunt of mine, which, oh boy, let me tell you, was humbling for a little child like myself.

Only thing that you could find on that place was an old couch, a big kitchen table, a big television with around 3 channels and a nice oven.

The only thing you could eat were eggs, nothing more!!!

Maybe it sounds as if i were whining, but this aunt of mine was, errr, weird

NO furniture, NO pictures, NO memories, NOTHING. The bare minimum anyone needs to live and thats all

Do you remember residue processing, from half life? That chapter with trash, shit and rusty walls? That was my aunties bathroom; industrial door handle and everything. BIG DOOR, i mean, REALLY BIG DOOR. a full gorilla sized and baobab tall door im talking about.

Inside the bathroom, you could find, always, a little bar of soap, full of spiders webs and maybe a dead ant, of course.

On the floor, debris and little concrete pieces that due to the passage of time, had fallen to the floor, and a little window.

Ooooh, what humbling days those where! I used to spend all the time in that house either watching the clock, (which had no batteries in it, of course) Or sipping through the terrible channels on TV.

Cheers!

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