This time machine is a gateway to the beautiful memories of New Year’s Eve 2013. It can’t take me back to that time literally, but it brings the irresistible smell of French fries from that night to my nose, and the sight of the angry eyes of Gumus, our cat, beneath her tiny New Year’s Eve cap.
It was a New Year’s gift from my wife.
And my gift was those funnel-shaped hats made of paper, painted with watercolor. I made them myself for everyone in the house; three pieces. I didn’t wear one though, Gumus already didn’t like it, but my wife walked through the streets laughing with that hat.
Back then, she wasn’t my wife yet. It’s been 12 years.
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