The peephole and the purple door
As the final episode of FRIENDS ended, my mind flew to my old friends and my old home/room 311. I thought that I can watch all the ~200 episodes again and relive the life of Ross, Rachel, Monica, Chandler, Phoebe and Joey. But I will never find those 6 years of my life again. They will remain just in my memories, which I revisit often. I hate moving on...
The usual scene of my room (that was). The chair in view was a silent spectator of million hugs, laughters and some tears. Snacking. Reading news-paper. Random net-surfing. Not to forget the tv-viewing.
After the room was cleaned the last time and fresh bed-sheets were laid
Last bunch of flowers I got to 311
The table full of random things and the book-shelf
The table and the shelf, as they looked when I left them (with the lone rose)