I was trying to explain it last year to a friend. Living alone and especially abroad. Say I die in bed over night.( Actually you cannot imagine any better death.) Last year, situation was a bit more complex. They would call me on my mobile from work. No answer for a day. They wouldn't mind that much. Second day, third day. Then they know my address. Or they could let police know. Viola! For friends, it would take a lot more. Almost everyone was used to see me rarely or whatever. For my parents to smell something going wrong(!) it would take roughly 10 days. Mama is used not to talk on internet for a week or two. But then, nobody had any connection to the life of mine in Turkey. Only consulate could send my body home.
From Led Zeppelin. In my time of dying, I want nobody to mourn. All I want you to do is take my body home.
Now, Vale has a spare key. Couple of girls had mama on facebook. Actually I should give bro's mobile to company for emergency cases.
I wasn't supposed to fight for anything back home. On one hand, as I think, I feel kinda bad for leaving country as it is and saving my own ass. But honestly, that doesn't happen all the time. On the other hand, I definitely don't think that I would do anything to make it better over there. Only try to get as much as possible in those conditions. That's it. After all, this life here doesn't have only bright sides. Pleasure and complaints. This and that. Don't feel at home here. Not there as well, but that's a matter of time actually. Still, I am not prefering to go back at all. Especially not before that I am eligible for 3 weeks of military duty. For the rest, I don't think I'll be back as well.
The most I can do maybe is to de-register over there, so I can vote in airports or maybe with post (this is no possible, I believe. - and also I hope indeed).
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