Lazy Letter

Lazy Letter: The Promised Sunrise

I chose to take one of those shared rides again. Not only because it's cheaper, but also it's an easier way of traveling. I met with the driver downtown, I was supposed to trust him even though I don't know him at all. He was

Lazy Letter: My Parallel Universe

It's hard to catch on from time to time. It's happening all so fast, and to be honest, I'm way too distracted to keep track. Pretty sure I'm taking it all for granted, this stress has made me blind. Sometimes I forget life is basically

Lazy Letter: Hey, Hey

Woke up to the sound of simit seller man. He must've been in one of the alleys nearby. "Hey, hey" he was shouting out loud, although everyone knows "simit, simit" is what he's saying. Or sometimes just a very long "hey" is what you might

Lazy Letter: Another Nap

I couldn't remember the dream I woke up from. Couldn't really remember how I fell asleep. I needed another nap before the sun was up-- soon the beach would be too sunny to sleep. My watch read six o'clock sharp. The sky was lit up,

Lazy Letter: Home is not home anymore

Things are going well on my end. How are you?! The idea of traveling is starting to grow on me, feels like I can run it my whole life. There are many ups and downs to it, but can't really complain when I have all the freedom

Lazy Letter: Hospital Again

 I went to the hospital this afternoon. I had a hard time getting up. I actually woke up really early. Around seven or eight. We hung out in a friend's apartment the night before. I remember at some point we started shooting tequila. It was

Lazy Letter: The Post Office

 P.S. Seems like it's turned into a routine now; I visit every post office in the neighborhood I reside. I sometimes find myself writing to more people than I actually have physical contacts with. Traveling long-term had another aspect that I would have never anticipated;

Lazy Letter: The First Time They Purr

 It somehow reminded me of the night where I was sitting at the bar alone. Sipping water, I was trying to avoid beer or any other alcoholic beverage as long as I could. I was drinking rather more frequently back then, and it didn't have

Lazy Letter: The Soup

We were on our way back home, to the village, and Marzi was behind the wheel. The plan was to get back home before it got dark, but the sun had already set about an hour ago. My grandma recommended this thermal pool near by, three

Lazy Letter: Tough Life

I have already sent you text messages, and have fully updated you with the flood of bad news on my end. But I thought I write all about it anyway. I'm not even sure if you receive any of my letters anymore. Lots of thoughts