My own attic

Our house has four floors. At the fourth floor I have created my own condo. Having my own space has always been important to me. A place where I can get my thoughts straightened, where I can reflect and where I can muse. My attic is small and you can hardly stand straight but it contains memorabilia from my entire life. My record collection, my Philips 900 series audio set, the Mission speakers, a pre war radio and some of my dearest toy cars. It has got only one window. Because it is on the top of the roof you actually feel connected to the stars and clouds passing by. You can glare at the entire skyline of Eindhoven here.  I always feel at ease in my shelter.

As ‘I am not in love’ sounds through the speakers I sometimes feel sixteen again. I cherish these nostalgic feelings. Next, The Police, Message in A Bottle. Life can be simple sometimes…