me, meg, men, ben, etc

shingirmingir = the nickname given me by one of my best friends – elif kardes; definition: turkish word for the sound jewellery make //I love it when my hair gets wet in the rain. I enjoy everything about rain; the feeling, the smell, the sound of it, and of course the look of raindrops falling down and…kind of exploding, you know? // I love the feeling right before I get drunk // I love it when I can’t sleep the night before a date with someone special // I love it when I can’t take my eyes off of someone or something // I love my definition of perfect. Well, I know I used to, I am not sure in the moment // I love it when I meet a guy I want to tell everything to. Doesn’t happen very often though. And it doesn’t mean that I tell him everything // I am superstitious // I love indie rock and jazz // There are some strangers I’ll never forget. To name a few… The musician from London. The writer in Ankara. The businessman who offered to give (yes, just give!) me his umbrella a rainy morning in New York. The sales guy in New York. The gipsy who yelled at me in the middle of the street in Ankara // I love “keepers” // I love m&m’s // I like to read poems by Emily Dickinson loud when no one is around. But never my own poems // I love playing chess with my dad // I love people who accept my silence without feeling awkward about it. // I love it when I receive a call or text message the second I think of someone // I love handwritten letters // I love notebooks // I love it when I feel things I cannot explain // I have collected postcards since I was a child // I miss being 18 // I want “Joga” by Björk to make sense. // I love the autumn light on autumn leaves // I love sitting on the floor in the middle of a gallery // I am addicted to magazines // If possible, I always drink my tea from a Turkish tea glass // I love the smell of coffee // I love the bitter sweet taste of coffee // If I had met Atatürk, I know I would have fallen in love with him // Once in a while I like to spend the entire weekend at home watching movies by myself // A friend of mine claims that I enjoy the pain of being lonely, I know I don’t, but I have to admit that I like the expression because I believe in the beauty of pain // Mike made me think of the fact that I never kill spiders. I never kill ants either. I try not to kill anything. I killed a spider last summer, went to sleep, had nightmares about it and freaked out when I saw it alive (!) the next morning // I wish I was a vegetarian // I believe in marriage // I like the sound of my mom preparing Turkish tea for breakfast on Sundays // I am a typical scorpio // I am (usually) addicted to write in my diary // I don’t belong anywhere //I feel lost most of the time – in a good/bad way // New York is the only place in the world I have felt at home // I love the expression “disarming man”