Honestly, have you ever tried to hold a balloon in your hand and be sad? It doesn't work! Even the most serious adult with a wrinkle between their eyebrows starts to smile involuntarily, as soon as you take this round, colorful symbol of simple happiness in your hand.

You must admit that rivers do not run in panic. They flow. Sometimes - violently, sometimes - lazily, but always with confidence. Confidence that their path is to the sea. And no one rushes them, does not pull them, does not demand the result of "yesterday". They just move, knowing that they will get there.

Do you know such people? Those who ask: "Have you eaten?", even if you were just passing by. Who is the first to hear fatigue in your voice, when you haven't yet admitted to yourself that you are at your limit. Who will think about you at night, worry, fret, and then, in the morning, write one short: "How are you?"

You know, sometimes life pauses, and suddenly everything around seems louder, deeper, more significant. Today I saw a scene that I probably wouldn't even notice in the usual hustle and bustle.🤗

So tell me — do you like girls who timidly wait for your first step? Or those who take a step forward themselves?.. 💃🏼

Summer is wonderful: sun, light clothes, evening walks... But when the temperature outside starts to resemble an oven, joy quickly gives way to the desire to hide in the refrigerator. Yes, the heat can exhaust you. But we have our own little tricks on how to survive it with a smile and not melt across the sofa like ice cream 🍦

You know, today I was sitting by the window with a cup of coffee and suddenly caught myself thinking: is it possible to really find love in this huge digital world?

Sometimes I think that in each of us there lives something... a little indecent. Well, not in the sense of going to extremes or losing one's head - but just a tiny idea, as if accidentally rolled under the bed of the soul. And you seem to have forgotten about it, and then - hop! - it peeks out at the most unexpected moment. Warm, seductive, contradictory.

And here I am, sitting, thinking... What does "ex" even mean for a man?

Summer is the time when the soul asks to go on a journey. You want to break out of the usual rhythm, pack a suitcase, put on your favorite sunglasses and just go - to where the sun warms not only the skin, but also the heart.

We were all children once. I was a girl with pigtails and permanent bruises on my knees 👧🏼. And you were probably that boy who teased but secretly protected 😉. Some of us have already become parents 👨‍👧, some haven't yet, but every adult man deep down remains that same protector 🛡️

Men, congratulations: winter is exhausted, spring has galloped by, and here she comes — heat, tan, and summer magic 🌴😎 Today is the first day of summer, and I'm already in shorts, outside, with coffee ☕ and a great mood 💃

Today is World Parents' Day. And if you're thinking: "Again some strange holiday, not mine," don't rush to yawn 😴. This day is not about balloons 🎈 and children's songs 🎶. This day is about those who can take the blows of life — and still keep their backs straight 💥. Yes, this is about you and me — and about those for whom we get up in the morning at all ☀️

June is the perfect time to take control of your diet and get rid of all the unnecessary things on your plate 🍅🥗. Healthy Eating Day is not just another reason to eat salad and drink water, but a real start to the best version of yourself 🚀

Imagine a train, twilight, a girl sitting next to me, 12 years old. With a thin braid and eyes that have a thousand questions. What would I tell her? Firstly, that you don’t have to be perfect. You can make mistakes, be afraid, be angry. It’s normal.

Today is a special day — June 2, Bald Men's Day! 😎 Yes, this day is a real holiday for those who have decided on minimalism in their hair and have chosen a style that defies time and trends. Baldness is not just the absence of hair, it is a statement of masculinity, confidence and charisma. 💪

June 3 is World Bicycle Day 🚴‍♀️. The day when two wheels become a symbol of freedom, speed and drive 🔥. A bicycle is not just a sport or a means of transportation, it is a lifestyle 💪 that unites real men and women who are ready to challenge the routine and experience the pleasure of movement 🌬️

I often wonder who I would be if I were born in the 1920s? Perhaps I would live in an old house with high ceilings, wear a dress with a belt, and braid my hair tightly.

We are all a little bit weird. For example, I fold my blanket smoothly every morning not because I have to, but because it calms me down. And I have a whole list of little oddities that make me happier: I sniff books before reading, especially old ones. I associate this smell with coziness.

It started by accident. I was riding the subway, with an eternal internal dialogue in my head. And suddenly I came up with, What if there was an imaginary friend next to me, who would I talk to? Her name was Leah. She was a couple of years older, calmer, wiser. I started mentally consulting with her. First as a joke, then seriously.