Shade Among Shades

I Could Be

Right now I could be bundled up, walking down Istiklal enjoying the brisk December air and the lights strung above my head between the buildings. Or I could be sitting on a vapur looking at the bridge change colours. Or I could be visiting with old IGA friends, enjoying our trademark nerdy silliness and trading stories about our new lives. I could be traipsing through pazars and seeing how many Starbucks I can hit within a certain amount of time.

And it hurts that I’m not doing just that.

But I guess Christ has a reason for placing me in a strange place this Christmas, hitting the skip button every time I hear “I’ll Be Home For Christmas.”