Touching a Soul In this Soulless City.

Holly GolightlyWhen contemplating all the decisions in my life I hate being in the ‘unknown’ as it seems to me that it is possible the ‘unknown’ is worse than something bad happening.

Captivated in my own world today, I’m trying to contemplate my career options, my skills and ego even just to see where it fits in with the rest of the world. All I know is, I miss home. The notion of home is now farther and further away from me as ever. Yet looking back I didn’t always consider it as home, as I have mentioned before in many of my blogs before it never felt like home and I just never felt like I fitted in.

More so, I feel like Holly Golightly (what a suitably fit name) from the book/film Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Maybe an old school romance favorite for many but for me Holly’s personality was the highlight. Her blahzey approach to life itself was individualistic. She knew a girl like herself had no bed to sleep in, like the fall of all things great however she wanted a bed a to sleep in eventually but yet like me … or me like her… never knew where exactly to set the bed.

Her promiscuous ways were both desired and despised.

She let her heart wonder from within the cautious boundaries she had set… I liked her. Let us just hope my ending is more secure than fleeing of to Mexico with child. Let us hope, like Ms Golightly, if ever I leave Istanbul (her New York) that someone will draw a heartfelt breathe when I’m mentioned just to prove that I might I have touched a soul in this soulless city.

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About An Addled Moment

I came to Istanbul to discover not only this beautiful city and its nightlife but I’m also here to discover me.
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