There is no intention behind breathing and walking.
I talk as I breath and I write as I walk. Although there is always a reason. "Hollow Thump of Life" is a mean to fulfill that.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Istanbul
My getting to here has a long story. Anyway I just post this letter from a guest house in Istanbul near Hagia sofya to remember this moment.
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