For you

I read my sister’s diary when I was fifteen. I found nothing interesting and I have never told her, and the guilt has outlived the curiosity.

I keep the news off because I cannot do anything about it and it still ruins the day. Then I feel guilty for keeping it off.

Does anyone else rehearse a phone call before making it, and then get annoyed when the other person does not follow the script?

One-bedroom in Kadıköy, furnished, available from December. Old building, good light, thin walls.

My sister sent me a photo of a dog wearing a hat and it fixed an entire week. I have looked at it eleven times.

Hiring a part-time bookkeeper in Istanbul, three days a week, mostly remote. Small studio, no overtime culture, honest pay.

I tell people I am busy. I am not busy. Some days I just cannot do small talk and "busy" ends it in one word.

I need a room in Berlin for September and October. Two months, quiet, close to a U-Bahn. Budget is not big but it is real.