The balcony number 502 was balcony of the room 502 in which my roommates and I spent one year when I was a freshman in university. The window welcomed views of city which had stories within themselves. I took somel photos of its views then, and here is one of them, and now I have composited it with the video of moon I have recorded some years ago together with a video of my cute kitty Kishmish (who one day went out of house and never returned). I have added sounds of “everydayness” on the video. It is now a wholeness which is not a mere total sum of those memories, but it signifies some new meanings, though alludes to them at the same time; it is simultaneously nostalgia and novelty. And I think it will signify other meanings for others. Perhaps similar to what are for me, since people, or perhaps thoroughly different meanings.