You don't always need to look for something grandiose to feel the taste of life. Sometimes the simplest is enough.

For some, architecture, bustle, evening lights are important, but for me, happiness is the sand that sticks to the skin and the sound of the waves that lulls you more than any music.

We look for someone to be there for us, but we often don’t understand that being there doesn’t always mean being close.

Sometimes you just need to step outside and disappear from the familiar picture to start hearing yourself.

One very simple ritual that makes the beginning of the day calm and almost festive.

This is not a recipe from a cookbook, but a story about how one mistake turns into something that has now become almost a tradition.

How many times have you caught yourself saying: “Not now. Later. Someday.”?

I’ve always been fascinated by this question. People say distance kills feelings… but is that really true?

The elevator is the new "Instagram room" 📸 Men enter, press the "selfie" button and are sure that in the reflection of the metal they look like they're going to the catwalk 😎. But for a woman, an elevator selfie is read differently

He sat down next to me, smiled and confidently declared: "Now I'm going to surprise you." I was prepared for something special, maybe an unexpected action, a sharp word, a new sensation. But instead... a TV series turned on that I had already watched from beginning to end 🙃

A man without a favorite dish is a man without a zest for life. He can be smart, successful, charismatic, but if his eyes don't light up when talking about food 🍲, I start to feel a chill❄️. Because food is not about the stomach. It's about passion💋 About the desire to have fun. About the ability to appreciate details✨

When a man asks this question, he always has a mixture of curiosity and slight jealousy inside 😅 He wants to understand if he is unique to me or just one of many.

When a man sees a woman and is speechless, it's not about politeness or banal words. It's about a pure reaction, when the mind doesn't have time to find a phrase, but the body and look give everything away at once 😮 At this moment, there is no need for prepared "you're beautiful" or "you're special". True admiration is always silent.

Men read differently today. Newspapers are for grandfathers, books are for rare evenings 📚, when the lights and the Internet are turned off. But WhatsApp messages are sacred ✨ They contain life, drive, energy, play. There are news, and compliments, and confessions, and flirting 💕

I'm a woman, and I have character 💃. A smile, light irony, a daring look 😏 are part of my nature. My sarcasm is not about malice, not about barbs, but about the ability to play with words 🎭, to tease slightly, to liven up the conversation so that it doesn't fall into boredom 🙃. This is my communication style, my way of checking: will the man next to me endure this dance, or will he fall apart from one joke.

Or shouldn't.

It seems like just yesterday I was running on hot sand, laughing until I cried with friends, buying watermelons and eating them whole, splashing juice all over everything. And now the street smells of something else - the wind that reminds me of school, work, everyday life. And I catch myself feeling a little sad, although I know: autumn can be beautiful too.

You know, I always thought that if this happened, I would scream, cry, curse. But it turned out differently. It was quiet. As if a switch had flipped inside, and you finally saw everything in a clear light.

And you know what's the funniest thing? Sometimes I confirm it myself.

I often catch myself thinking this. When you are there - it's a habit. When you invest, support, listen, understand - all this seems to be self-evident. But as soon as you step aside, stop being available, disappear from sight - suddenly interest turns on. Suddenly it turns out that it is your silence that sounds louder than any words.