Whenever I’m in my hometown in Poland I look out for this little guy. He lives in a basement on the same block that my flat is in. I pay him irregular tribute in the form of cat chow and fresh water and then we exchange some affection. If I lived there for good I’d probably take him home with me, he’s very friendly and apparently quite lonely. Apart from that he seems to be quite alright, has a warm place to stay and people who live in the area feed him well.
I’ve been looking around the house and checking out what angle I could shoot for the “Home” theme. But it just wouldn’t be right, because this house is not my home. Not yet, anyway. I don’t feel at home in it, although it’s getting better, and I’m getting used to it.
So the only photo I can publish for the home subject is one from my photo archives, taken in my previous apartment, where I still feel my home is.