summer at last

summer has come at last, 30 degrees and above... i usually can't stand heat, but since spending last summer in antalya, i have become family with it, missing it and loving it.

and reggae music... with an ocean view from my window.

i miss you lisa, miss your words, miss your presence...

i'm very lonely right now, not a soul whom i can confide to, lean on to...

no one i can hug and not let go...

but it's not a depressing, unsettling loneliness...

it's more balanced and quiet...

not dark and crazy...

cannot wait for the exams to be over...

i'm planning to read this summer, read as much as i can...

i miss literature, it's curtained wholesomeness...

i have been popping pills of cinema, my symptoms relieved periodically...

but of course i cannot deny its power to change from the roots...

oh, have i changed?

only you can answer that, i'm much too subjective to make any conclusions on myself...

http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/05/05/080505fa_fact_sedaris

a wonderful article on starting and quitting smoking... kkk... it's a very accurate account of how someone who hates smoking starts smoking.