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Everything began with a phonecall "... since, we're not getting busy we'll start with the lounge, could you please move to room 2..." and it thought that i only was going to do my laundry today... anyway... "this will be a good way to know if everything's gonna fit when i'm going back to home"... so I started... thinking for a while about what happened in that room the last season and in these months... thinking that it would be the last time i'd see that room as "my room", things, places, memories, the first time i arrived with Holly (my roomate on 2004-05), the times i arrived wasted (only 5), the day i came back (as i said i would), someone, people, i don't know... all were recalled and drifted away as i was putting everything to be moved, leaving what i didn't need anymore in a garbage bag... when all was set up, i started to take everything to the new place, smaller, but familiar (i've cleaned that room a couple times)... moved one of the bed to make more room for myself, put everything where it was supposed to be... and came to do my laundry... memories... are they supposed to be forgotten someday? once i said "always"... we'll see what happens about it...by now, i only know that i have to be at the Spinning Room by 10 to play pool and talk about many things with a friend... bye!