nice knowing that the idiom “pulling my hair out” is translatable to turkish as well…
remember when you craved the adventure? remember when nothing, nowhere, no one, was too much for you? remember when you could live a night like it was your last? remember when you didn’t spend all your time complaining? remember when you loved yourself, when you knew yourself? remember when the real world didn’t stand at your door every day, knocking until you answer? remember when you didn’t hear cats fucking and chasing each other outside your house every night?
One of the many things that inhabitants of mega cities have in common with many inhabitants of small towns is a lack of perspective and an absence of flexibility in getting the most out of joys of day to day life. For many small town dwellers, if they are not around people they know all the time or if not around silence they become unhappy. For the mega city dweller, if they are not around random strangers around the time and lots of street activity they become unhappy. In both cases, we see a failure of how to appreciate life in its complexity of both big and small.
Justin Paul, my colleague
the months are passing quickly and thoroughly and it’s almost like it’s home but it’s not quite but where has the time gone?
Kadıköy’ün Düşünen Adamı on Flickr.
Yaklaşık 80 yıldır Kadıköy’de yaşayan Yusuf Süsler Sahrayicedit’in sevilen simalarından ve Milli Hakimiyet Parkı’nın müdavimlerinden. Kadıköy Belediyesi 2012 yılında Yusuf Süsler’in parka heykelini yaparak yerini ölümsüzleştirdi.