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...
One Hour, Three People, Zero Words
On Sunday my closest friend and I, and Muhammed (whom we’d just met) conversed without speaking. On top of that, this was one of the most significant conversations of my life. There were no words. No sounds, no reproaches hidden within the letters, no long devamını oku...
For All Those Interested
While listening to a talk recently, someone said, “if you want to be an interesting person, you shouldn’t be afraid of not having the same opinion as others.” Isn’t this a pretty bold piece of advice? Especially when we think about how a lot of devamını oku...
