Sometimes spotless order feels cold and empty, while a touch of chaos brings warmth and life. Scattered books on the coffee table, socks discarded on the chair, mugs bearing dried coffee rings—all remind you that someone truly lives here. Disorder seems to whisper: “Welcome to my world, where sterile neatness has no place.”

Imagine a bustling train station, the echo of footsteps and the hum of announcements. People rush to catch their trains or look for familiar faces. I stand in the corner of the platform, gently leaning against the railing: headphones in, a thick book in my hands, my eyes hidden behind the pages. I bite my lip slightly, feeling a little nervous as if the whole world exists just outside my thoughts. You walk by. My mind drifts, but I keep reading.

Society demands confidence, strength, and success—but real beauty shines through where there are no filters: in our goofy snores, the soft rustle of blankets, and the pure joy of binge‑watching a favorite show. Perhaps true freedom lies not in perfection, but in embracing our weirdness—being funny, tender, and even a bit strange.

Maybe true closeness isn’t in perfect words but in daring to break the silence. In that instant when one of you finally types, “I miss you,” or “Talk to me, please,” the fortress crumbles. That single confession—the fragile, unfiltered truth—becomes the loudest declaration of all.

Nothing dramatic happened. No one owes anyone anything. But there’s that strange, aching pause. One that no playlist, no rebound conversation, not even chocolate can fill.

When people hear: "I am a photographer", most often they imagine someone who clicks photos at sunset, hangs out at weddings or takes cute pictures in a cafe. But in reality, photography is not about clicking. It's about vision. About the feeling of the moment. About the feeling of life in the frame.

Maybe you'll look at farming differently.💖💋

I already have the greatest happiness - my children 💖 They wake me up every morning with their "mom" 👶, hug me for no reason 🤗, ask thousands of questions ❓ and look at the world with such sincerity that it is impossible not to love ✨

So. He's a typical hero: tattoos, a bike, shady stories and at least three exes, one of whom is still listed in his phone as "just Lena." And she? Of course, she thinks that her love will save him. Well, who else?

They say that age is best shown in four things: old wood is for burning, old wine is for drinking, old friends are for trusting, and old authors are for reading. Beautiful, wise... and damn true.

We all know: somewhere out there, in this universe, He is wandering - the one, the man of your life. Only while he is looking for his way (possibly through the prism of personal growth and dumplings at mom's), the girl can very well... well, get married a little. Just in between.

How many times have you heard: "Just wait for your perfect one!" Or: "He's out there somewhere, the Universe is just procrastinating." And while the Universe is drinking its third latte and scrolling TikTok, you're ready to tame a cat and buy another plant.

"No matter how closely friendship, love and marriage bind people together, a person sincerely wishes good only for himself, and perhaps even for his children." Agree? Outraged? Doubtful? Now let's dig a little deeper.

This is how thoughts begin when you sit quietly, reflecting on events that really touched you.

A relationship is like a dance. If one partner moves and the other stands still, there will be no harmony. But still, the question that often arises in couples and discussions: who should invest more - a man or a woman?

Easter is one of the brightest and most significant holidays of the year. For some, it is a day of deep spirituality and religious meaning, for others, it is a family holiday with traditions, the aromas of childhood and Easter colors. It is interesting that in different parts of the world, preparation for Easter looks different - but in each case it is filled with special warmth and soul.

Today I sat on the riverbank and watched the water flow by. This sight made me think about time. Time, like the river, moves inexorably forward, taking with it every moment, every second.

Each of us has experienced at least once in our lives the feeling that something is about to happen. It can be a slight chill on the back, a sudden feeling of anxiety, or, conversely, joyful anticipation. Premonitions and signs surround us everywhere, and sometimes they seem so real that they make us wonder if the universe is trying to send us some kind of message.

The world in which we live seems so great ... But if you look, it is very simple. Because we all divide into two categories. Some want to live, love, appreciate, not offend and help others. They rejoice in simple things - the sun, the child's smile, the warm palm that touches yours. Others - destroy, kill, do not love and value anything. Their hearts are cold, like winter, and in their eyes - indifference or anger. Now there is a war in Ukraine. This is not a television picture, not the numbers in the news. It is a reality where they die, cry, say goodbye ... Many people do not understand what war is. Because they were not here, they did not see broken houses, did not sit in the dark with the child in their hands to the sounds of explosions, did not escort their relatives in military uniform. And those who were here - you will never hear evil from them. Because they know the price of every moment of life.

In this blog, I will share my experience on how to stop worrying about what others think of you. Why it's important to be yourself and how to build self-confidence 🦩