On The Street


I have a drama group composed of mothers. Today, one of the women, who is vivacious and full of life, mentioned how much she loved to talk to people. You may think of a chic and urban career woman who is able to easily strike devamını oku...

How Authentic is Your Life?


I recently spent a few hours at the fantastic Nail Kitabevi (bookstore) in Kuzguncuk that I’ve wanted to visit for a long time. Everything I wanted was there. Books, silence, my notebook and pen, and reading corners furnished with comfy pillows. My feelings were comparable devamını oku...

In Search of Lost Time


She came from the country of carnivals and I from the Bosphorus’ deep blue. I spent last week in a city I lived in twelve years ago with a friend I also hadn’t seen in twelve years. When we saw each again, it didn’t feel devamını oku...

On Abandoning the Snooze Button


Sleep is valuable to me. When I sleep less than seven hours, I’m unhappy, but when I get my eight hours I’m automatically a joyful person. I never sleep with my phone on, in fact I try to end the human-device-relationship as early in the devamını oku...