If I write in the order that I had to say “goodbye”;
- greek brother; who taught me that it is ok to do mistakes in my work as long as I learn from them, and showed me that some boy who doesn’t legally belong to my close family might still be willing to protect me from getting stressed and upset as if he is my family.
- good old friends from undergrad (Yasemin, Yigit, Kivanc, Ezgi); who made me remember once again that even if you don’t contact with good old friends for a long time, once you do, you can always start from where you left off as if you have never separated.
- aunt and cousins; who took me back to the years before I left Zonguldak and come to Istanbul for my university and made me realize that the everyday family routine is not actually something boring like I always thought it would be and it can give back to you the peace you often lose while working. I cannot really realize this when I visit my parents because it is usually not for more than a week and we try to do bazillion fun things during that week which doesn’t quite allow any routine but which gives me peace in some other way.
I came back to Lausanne,
weirded out when I heard the French speaking people on the streets due to hearing only Americanish for the last two weeks,
got into my apartment,
felt like a stranger to the place
till I called two good new friends (one greek, one turkish) for tea and then watched a movie with them. :)
Life is nice to me as long as I know how to not feel alone! :)
