The feeling.

Today I felt the feeling.
The feeling I was waiting for.
Always described by other people's lips but never from mine.

Enchanting buildings
Crumbling buildings
Intimidating buildings
Beautiful buildings
Rustic buildings
All densely packed together
Creating an unforgettable landscape.

Alleyways filled with cafes as the old and the young read, chat, and sit.
Up above, grape vines entwined in the rooftops
lush grapes dangling down, so enticing,
the taste of sweet fruit lingers in my mouth.

The slums, the smell of sewage fill my nostrils
and the sight of trash strewn all along the paved walkway
as tired old men sit on the curbs sell their wares
snapped forever in memory.

Enchanting Turkish children, toothless smiles, mischievous grins, innocent eyes
Crowded streets crammed with cars and people weaving in and out
like a live mosaic, its pieces moving together, playing its story out before my eyes.

That inexplicable feeling that something has changed.
That feeling.
That lifechanging feeling.