Everything Is About Borders In Life

Everything is about borders to me these days.

We are in Kaş. It's hot. We normally sleep all together. That is me, my husband, and Lara in between. Carlo, finding the heat unbearable had moved to the room across. Not being able to sleep and wanting to talk, I got up from my baby's side, crossed the short corridor and laid down next to my husband. He said “Watch out, there's a mosquito around. I got bitten,” and I automatically said, “We should set up a border and put a police force, or okay just one police officer. The mosquito stays on your side. The job of the police officer is to keep all mosquitoes away from our room with my sweet baby.”
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PS: I said “Everything is about borders to me these days,” but I'm afraid everything is going to be about borders to me all my life.: as long as the current way of things do not change.


More Talk to Self:

“It's a good thing we don't need to set up a whole police force, just one police officer would do in this case.”
    “Yes, what if people decided to hire their own police force to keep all kinds of unwanteds, undesirables out of their vicinity?”

Upon some reflection...
"Is that what we should strive for as humanity?"

Upon some more reflection...
"Well... Locking up yourself in a place is the much easier solution."

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