Tonight
I shall make tonight a "The last unicorn"-night. I should pretend it is a Friday night, and I am 6. As my parents fix dinner in the kitchen speaking in terms yet undecipharable to me about the bodies of some child or another.. I wouldn't care. Perfectly happy with my favorite video. (Wonder when Daddy got tired of hiring and finally bought it?)
Nostalgia has gotten into me. So dangerous for ones in my situation. And so I reason: only nostalgia will drive away nostalgia. This is my reply to the urge I feel to go back 3 years away, and return to working amongst people that I feel secure with, and in an environment (CENG) I genuinely love, in the beautiful campus of METU.
Yes, nostalgia should beat nostalgia, and I should sleep peacefully like I used to only after I saw the flag and heard the national anthem.
Nostalgia has gotten into me. So dangerous for ones in my situation. And so I reason: only nostalgia will drive away nostalgia. This is my reply to the urge I feel to go back 3 years away, and return to working amongst people that I feel secure with, and in an environment (CENG) I genuinely love, in the beautiful campus of METU.
Yes, nostalgia should beat nostalgia, and I should sleep peacefully like I used to only after I saw the flag and heard the national anthem.
posted by irem at 3/07/2006 05:12:00 PM
2 Comments:
i want to be 6
and having met you
and playing throwing baloons in the infinite peace of 'your metu', mine was contaminated with some misery...
i can't wait for June...
Then there wasnt a METU but our backyard in Bursa (which has much later become another apartment building) and we played "burner ball" (:P)
My METU was a playground, that is true. But I shall elaborate on this later. For now, let me say, that I am soooooo sorry we didnt play our co-existence away in my METU.
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