“Which one is your favorite?” Didem asked suddenly. I was right looking at it. Perfect timing! “Do you see this one?” I said “this blue one with a broken wing” I pointed at it. Later she showed me a picture of it. It was cuter in
We are sitting in the garden of a coffee house, on really short stools and tiny tables. They call it garden but I see an open garage with trees and stuff. It’s overloaded and full of young folks. Something makes me want to leave. I
Open your eyes. Can you see it? Close 'em now and open up again. Can you still see it? What do you see? What do you not see? Take a step ahead or go a little bit back. The views are not the same.