Magical Corner
I am sitting in a corner. I had never sat here before. It’s in my living room. This corner was almost always empty. ...
I am sitting in a corner. I had never sat here before. It’s in my living room. This corner was almost always empty. ...
Thought of making kulunce today. Then decided not to. I didn’t feel like doing it. After a while, I went to it again — and did it. ...
Ara ara aklıma İstiklal Marşı’nın şu satırı gelir: hangi çılgın bana zincir vuracakmış! şaşarım. Güçlü hissetmeye ihtiyacım olduğunda veya güçlü hissettiğimde bir ışık gibi yanar zihnimde. Son zamanlarda başka bir satır daha canlanmaya başladı: yurdumu alçaklara uğratma sakın. Diğer satırları hatırlamaya çalıştım, uzun yıllar oldu okumalı, unutmuşum. Ancak bu sabah bir daha satır satır okumak istedim. Bana görünmek isteyen bir şey vardı sanki. ...
So crazy. I am scared but not completely. ...
Babası mutfaktaydı. Mutfakta bir şeyler yaparken bilgisayarda da başka bir işi halletmeye çalışıyordu. O ise diğer odadaydı. ...
I am in an imaginary video call with someone. ...
It was early in the winter morning. In other words, it was quiet, dark, and cold. He felt the urge to be on the road. What else could he do? He wanted to feel a bit of warmth inside him. His car was going to be that warm corner in the outside world, and if only he had a button to generate some warmth within himself. ...
Over the last few years, and especially recently, I’ve found myself cooking more and more what I call one-time recipes. These recipes nourish me in ways that go beyond simply satisfying hunger, and I’d like to share their story. ...
He had an answer. His mind was not split anymore. Finally, he had a good night’s sleep. He woke up alone. He was in someone else’s bed, in a stranger’s house. He made the bed—the half that he used. As he walked out, he saw that his picture, which was once in the room, had been removed. ...
Yutulmayan Lokma Evinden uzakta bir yerde bir grubun içindeydi. ...