You know, I have always been able to tell what kind of a person I am. Always in time, reliable, ambitious, honest, but sometimes a bit clumsy and maybe a little bit naive as well! Also, I always believed that humans can’t change (and can’t be changed) in the main features of their characters – I also thought I won’t change that much anymore. But still I feel like a foreign person to myself at the moment. I think about thinks I never wasted time thinking about I forge out plans coming from nowhere. And while I used to get up at 7am on a Sunday morning to get shit done as early as possible, I tend to postpone things at the moment. What’s happening?
Meanwhile quite some time passed by since our trip to Istanbul end of December and I still didn’t manage to share any pictures of the trip so here we go. Finally. But well, I took Christmas and New Year as a legit reason to indulge oneself in feeling bored – well, at least for 30 second until I decided to get up and get something done. Didn’t matter what. But I’m getting off the point, I wanted to tell you about Istanbul, right?
I have to admit, I’m a total summer kid. Really. Really. I like the sun. I like the warmth. I like when the days are so long and the nights so short. Actually there’s only one acceptable reason to love winter for me, and that’s the wintery outfits that can come in all colors to brighten up the greyness of the season.