Living like a drawing compass. One leg of the compass is static. It is fixed and rooted in a certain spot. Meanwhile, the other leg draws a huge wide circle around the first one, constantly moving. Just like that, one part of me wants to belong somewhere. Yet at the same time the other part travels the whole wide world, feeling connected to several cities, cultures, foods, wines and peoples. That's why I always carry compass close to my heart.
8 Şubat 2014 Cumartesi
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Don Kisot'un ardindan ilk defa geliyorum. Anilar mekanlarinda soluk alirlar ya, soluksuz kaldim birden..
Hep zamansiz gelir, zamansiz gider illaki degil mi?
New York baharda guzel iki sevgili icin ve bahar hic guzel degil ayrilik icin..
Sarhos olmak icin nefes almanin yeterli oldugu bir zamandayiz..
Mart'13 Max Brenner / New York
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