A new chapter is about to be written...

What should I say...

On September 2010 I was moving from my house in the center of Athens with a plan to travel around the world.

On December 2010 I came back and lived in a house in the western suburbs of Athens.

On April 2012 I am moving once again. Boxes, bubble wrap, scissors, tape. My history repeats itself.

I can't sleep very long, I am too anxious. One more time I'm saying goodbye to Athens.

One more step, one more beginning.

Life moves in circles and my circle here is coming to a close. This house has not got nice memories. It has memories of a winter in poverty and then a winter in disease. Some say this house is cursed. This once was the house of a family of 5. Three are dead, one is in a mental hospital and the tragic father who built this house has long gone to live in a village. There is a heavy heritage in this house. It's going to be empty and dark after I go. No one to claim it.

Antonis wanted to write a book on his tragic family story. But he never did. And this was his book, I'm not going to go into the details of it.


My book continues through this public diary. The laughs and the tears, the exhitement and the fear. It's all here. Made on the go.

On the fifth of April, a new chapter begins. In another city. Close to my family.

To be continued of course...