My idea started when I came to Patras during the Christmas holidays. I came back to my parents house and the first thing I randomly did was to walk into my old childhood room. In that room, I have all my childhood memories, good and bad. By far,they were mostly good. That's where I focus my work. I start from the yard of my house, which was once full of cats and meows. I continue to the areas of the house and the new member of the family, Naya. After that, to my childhood room, which was once my brother’s. For this reason I loved it from the first day it became mine. It had a bunk bed and two desks and whenever my brother came back from his studies for the holidays, he would sleep on the top bed and sit on the second desk besides me. In those days I felt more peaceful than ever. Now it is a warehouse, but it still retains its childhood character. Afterwards, outside from my home, I focus on the places I went each week. A cinema called veso mare, where I used to go with family and friends. A bookstore called Protoporia, that played jazz and I used to go every Saturday with dad and read together. Also, Gerokostopoulou Street, Olga Square and Georgiou Square were places I frequently went with my friends. Finally, I arrive at my school, which is next to my home street, Tzoyrtz street. I spent my best school years in that school. Finally, I go back to the street of my house, and I enter again, being now a 24 years old man.