BluePrint. #6 by Osman GülverenI feel as if I'm trapped among the heavy weight of my dreams. People who have come and gone in my life, the rehearsals I've practiced in front of the mirror, fleeting moments of excitement, glances filled with affection, and restless periods that have passed by... perhaps ellipses aren't enough to convey the experiences I've skimmed over; perhaps they merely offer a glimpse or leave the ending open, I'm not sure. Sometimes I pause; at ot...