If you could walk through the rooms of your own mind, what would you find? Perhaps a voice you haven't heard in years. A moment you thought you'd forgotten. Someone who is no longer part of your life, yet somehow remains part of who you are. Not every room would hold a clear memory. Some might contain nothing more than a feeling whose origin you've forgotten. And perhaps the most unexpected discovery would be realizing how much of yourself still lives in those rooms. VESTIGIA...