I find that phrases like "my town" or "my house" are quite fluid. For some people they are emotionally charged, for others they are conventional or convenient so they can feel that they belong somewhere. When I moved for the first time, the first feeling was overpowering. After moving many times, getting used to many changes and as I grow older, I feel more and more that my private and public life, as well as my memories, have stopped being related to "my town" and are more connected to people, emotions and small details. This is how a video emerged, which however does not focus on the memories of a town, but describes the road, the journey, the thoughts, the seemingly insignificant moments that remain, the meaning of home and familiarity.
