Last but not last

It's a strange feeling. Today is the last day in Turkey but there is none of this melancholic "I will miss this place".
Maybe because I will be back in less than 3 weeks.
Maybe because after 10 straight windy days my body screams for some rest.
Maybe because after being away from my Zurich place for 3 months I embrace the fact of returning home.

All this to say, a last day without any sad thought is a ****ing good last day.Read more