sometimes…..

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sometimes i miss turkey and go back to istanbul in my mind more often that i’d like to admit.

sometimes i want to meet my friends every single day of the week coz i love them so much. sometimes i dont.

sometimes i plan my weekend on monday itself and that  keeps me going  through the week

sometimes when i have something really important talk about, no one picks my calls.

sometimes i wonder if there really is such a thing as to truly love your job?

sometimes, rarely, but sometimes i feel like my life is too good to be true. but that’s generally on a saturday or friday. never on a monday.

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