sunday was sentimental. family situations are always somewhat sentimental and both real and unreal at the same time. maybe it's not hard to believe that i come from a family where singing all through the evening is nothing but natural. grandma and i start out with a classical turkish piece. then my aunt joins in with her beautiful voice and there's no stopping us.
i still find it unbelievable that while sitting and talking or watching tv may be the common thing to do for other people, we start singing when we are together, in my aunt's kitchen, on a sunday evening.
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