No place like home 🏡
Where do we call home?
Getting along with others has never been difficult for me. I used to get upset when I witnessed people vanishing from my life since I am an immediate affectionate. I currently have modest expectations for practically everyone, thanks to some therapy sessions and positive(!) experiences.
I may be generous toward people, but when it comes to cities, I'm the complete opposite. I am conservative about the places I live. Ankara, my home, is exceptionally unique for me. There's a certain enchantment for the locals, but it's difficult to explain to someone who has never lived here what makes this place special. I had severe homesickness when I first left the city to pursue my master's degree in the U.S., about 11 years ago. It was the weather, the famous streets that I strolled with the people I loved, the food, the small talk with waiters, the people I fed the stray cats with, and so on. Every single place in Ankara feels familiar without a reason. I missed everything that defined me. I missed the sense of belonging.
Ankara, nobody knows me like you babe. (seriously playing now).
Now I am almost ready to begin another away-from-home chapter. As I previously mentioned, I dislike relocating to new cities, as moving away is the riskiest way for me to give up my safety nets. Bologna is different, though. I somehow know this shift is worth being scared to death. It will be a completely greater experience because, oh boy, I fell for the Red so easily. My mind and heart are open to accepting and receiving whatever there is for me in that lovely Italian city. I wouldn't want to name any city that I’ve seen other than Bologna my home, if Ankara wasn't already. (Shoutout to the amazing people of Bolo for this statement! ❤️).
Putting some “la dolce vita” romanticism aside, let me switch back to reality. These days, what depresses me is the limbo, the uncertainty. I am dealing with problematic visa issues, so nobody knows when I will be allowed to relocate. Furthermore, the fact that you can move out at any moment makes it quite sad and annoying to not even consider purchasing a new green chair for your home. So perhaps it would be best to postpone furniture shopping till your next apartment? This waiting phase feels like purgatory on earth. Despite the logistical challenges and the looming bureaucracy, I remain excited about meeting new people, visiting new places, trying new food, tasting magical wines, and starting something fresh in my life.
Ultimately, all of it is part of reaching a more creative and bold version of myself. 💌
Contemporaries
The soundtrack. Denizdeyim for some sprinkles of hope and nostalgia. ✨
The movie. Beautiful Boy.
The book. Bir Dinozorun Anıları.
The random gem. Macintosh launch brochure. (how can you not fall in love with this whole positioning?)
See you in the next one, hopefully sooner.
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