You can call me… memz!
I’m not who you think I am.
For my mum and dad, I’m the little boy who never did any fucking thing wrong.For my girlfriend, I’m always working hard — always doing right. ¶ For my friends; I have no quirks — I’m just normal, like every single one of you. ¶ For my boss; hey! I love working for you! ¶ For the people on the street; I don’t notice you, just as you don’t notice me. ¶ In reality though, I’m a fucking mess. I’m the opposite of what you think of me, and sometimes (such as in the case of what many an ex-girlfriend thinks) I’m exactly what you think I am.
Mehmed ErkekliMar 28
Another gruelling night of the boring kind of work.
Translation is to writing what tracing is to painting.Creating nothing, merely changing this English word to that Turkish word and that English to this Turkish one, is about as mentally invigorating as “cooking” 2-minute noodles (Ramen(?) for you Americans). ¶ The only initiative left up to me is to decide on using the modern, pure Turkish word for that region of that bone (translating an article on bone density and mineral concentrations… just imagine a yawn that’s taken cocaine)or should I just fuck it and copy paste the English variations over…Mehmed ErkekliFeb 6
Confidence is Key — 9 Traits of Uber-Confident Entrepreneurs
I’ve been going with the flow for far too long in my life. I always summed that down to not being in the right place or the right time to…reach my full potential. What I didn’t realize was just how much my lack of confidence was screwing me around. ¶ There’s a healthy amount of self-doubt and then there’s a ridiculous, incapacitating amount of self-doubt that roots you in your place and keeps you from getting shit done. This self-doubt all came from a lack of self-confidence and doubt in my abilities; ie. I always felt inferior. ¶ A healthy amount of self-doubt keeps feelings like euphoria or arrogance in sync with reality.Mehmed ErkekliOct 23, 2015
Reconnecting with your city
It’s important to go out every now and then, see some friends, have a few laughs — we all know that.But it’s important to keep in touch with your city on an a more personal level. I don’t mean the people and the places; I mean the concrete and the sea and the trees. The nameless faces which make your city what it is. ¶ The faces that make my city for me, are the lonely people, of which my favorites are the moustachioed men and the worrisome women. ¶ The guys and girls who don’t realize we’re all equal on the street.Mehmed ErkekliFeb 11
From Blogger to Wordpress to Medium
I think this is a pretty common story as I’ve come across it in my amateur Google-fuing, looking for answers as to how to point my domain…to this medium (haha!) ¶ With a lot of bald-headed head scratches (shit hurts) and waiting (gruelling for someone who has ADHD) and lots of help from Ahmet Özkale later. I’m here! ¶ It’s important to shift to where your kind of readers are because gratification is as important as oxygen when you’re working in front of a fucking screen, soaked in blue lumens all day. ¶ Even if a reader is just another blip in your daily analytics checkup, I think that’s enough to keep you going.Mehmed ErkekliFeb 3
Uyku
Having just finished up a gruelling translation task, he curled up in bed with “Uyku” (sleep, in Turkish)— his cat named after the thing he…yearned for the most when he had first adopted him in a state of overworked, insomnaic hypomania — Type 2, I believe. ¶ This cat, of the five he had looked after at various stages in his life, was his absolute favourite, and was the one he would probably be with til death. Either the cat’s or his own. But I digress. ¶ Having just finished a day of work, it became apparent that the emotion he felt at that time, at 5 am in the weeping, windy Istanbul of his dreams — was that of satisfaction.Mehmed ErkekliFeb 5
On the cusp of something great.
It feels like there’s something around the corner for me. Just waiting.They say a millionaire has 7 streams of revenue on average and I’m on my 6th stream as of this month. I’m nowhere near being a millionaire (not even a dollarnaire — damn rent!) but it still feels like 2016 is my year. ¶ What does one do when the anxiety of being still is at an all-time high? ¶ Plow forward, or wait for good things to come?Mehmed ErkekliFeb 24