When Summer Passes By


Aren’t we experiencing quite the burdensome summer altogether? As if everything is in slow motion. As if we really wanted something, but we’re not able to achieve it. A summer where plans are made perfectly but are inevitably disrupted by life, where lifelong habits are thwarted by last minute developments, where the greatest expectations are not met, and where we are questioned about things we often can’t answer.

And on top of the existential crisis comes the economic crisis. Whoever you speak with says, “this summer is not really like summer,” “it’s because of the depression I think,” “or “I’m doubting my career/the people in my life/my choices.”

But September is near. In the past few days, a benevolent wind is swaying through the humid and sweltering weather that makes summer in Istanbul unbearable. Even if life burdens us with a ball and chain, it also imbues us with a desire to continue from where we left off. If you feel that splinter within you and if we want to spend the oncoming winter season better than the summer we just survived, than perhaps living more minimally will be a beneficial undertaking:

*Using most of what you earn to pay off your debts in this erratic economy and feeling the litheness of being debt-free.

*Not incurring more debt if we don’t already have some, creating daily experiences to help us appreciate the value of what we have: spending 10 days with only 10 articles of clothing, spending one week or month without shopping, except food shopping and mandatory needs.

*Giving ourselves more opportunity to enjoy life’s basic and gratuitous enjoyments, seeing life’s beauties instead of worrying about the lack or absence of money.

*Having the courage to be the first to present the benevolence that we expect but disappointingly don’t receive from others.

*Remembering that life is a finite adventure and forgiving ourselves for what we can’t accomplish or reach. But still dreaming and making plans as if life is infinite.

Ege

 

Photo: Hüseyin Ertan Kayış

Translated by Feride Yalav-Heckeroth

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