Yalnızım. Ben aşığım

It's a cold, snowy day in Amsterdam. A man stands alone at a window observing the winter landscape. It is barren and still. Through a gentle narration, poetic words caress this man's body like a lover. He tell us: "This body is my home. My body and I have worked at being friends since the day I was born. It has taken a long time to fully come to love me for all that I am and all that I'm not. I'm happy to say that today, even when the world outside might look dead or frozen, I feel completely content, warm, and at home in myself." "I love this body. I love being alive in it... I have everything I need, here, now." This man is in love with life, this powerful moment, and - most importantly - himself. He is at peace. Noticing movement in the glass, a lover is manifested in the window's reflection. Indeed, our lovers are always reflections of our relationship with ourselves. The film seems to tell us that that this new lover appeared because the man first loved himself. Instead of coming