1995

1995, a photo by gezkaz on Flickr.

I was still in my 20s. I wasn't able to speak much English at all. I left work and had no job. I had to be aware of how much I spent on food everyday. I tried to get buses rather than tube as it was cheaper. I had no mobile phone but I had no friends to call any way. I did not belong to anywhere or anybody. I didn't know much about the town I lived then.

Nevertheless, I was quite happy. Everything was new and I was absolutely free.

The distance from where I used to belog to.

Not me not you, a photo by gezkaz on Flickr.

There is absolutely nothing still in this world. Everything is changing in some degree.

After quite a many years, I left the country, where I was born and brought up, I feel more distant when I come back there rather than when I am away.

It is not too easy to justify the feeling but you find your own country inside yourself when you are away from there. However, when you are back there, you find it not as confortable as it used to be.

Little by little, I loosen my grip and I am getting away from where I used to belong to. That is a little sad, but it would be totally natural.