It was again a hot muggy day in Istanbul. With that headache that seemed to never end on that kind of days, I was sitting at my office, trying to figure out what to do next in my life.
How did I, the little creative promising young girl capable of becoming someone who would work in art related areas, ended up working in an open office with boring but at the same time intelligent - considering their level at the university entrance exam- people, obeying every word their bosses say to them?
Could it be faith or did I do something wrong in the course of my life? Or was I not brave enough to fight for the life that I always dreamed of?...
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Dream of Having an Artistic Life
General FictionThis is the life of a stargazer but an intelligent girl who wants to have an artistic life rather than a dull life she is living currently. Throughout the parts you will experience her attempts in new ideas and participations in different activitie...
