I can brew the most expensive blend at home, add milk, sugar, whip up the foam... and still, when I drink it in the kitchen, it's not the same.

Every time I open my closet, it seems like my clothes are whispering, "If you choose me, will you be wrong?" 😅

People often joke: “You must have a bunch of tabs open there, like in a computer program.” 😅

I stand on the side of the road, watching them rush down the road, with the wind in my hair, and I think: isn't this freedom? Why should I feel weird just because I choose the roar of an engine instead of a quiet cafe on Saturdays?

It's quiet, stylish, fast, like you're riding on electric lightning. 🌩 You sit down, and it seems like the whole world obeys you, and the future is already here.

Their look, their movements, their unpredictability… it’s all fascinating. But there’s one huge “but”: I don’t like them living in my house. 😅

It understands when I feel bad, when I'm bored, when I want to give up. And then I go to the gym. The first workout is like a conversation with myself, like a challenge to my weaknesses. 💦

Even seconds drag on forever, and minutes turn into hours if I don't know what will happen next.

And now for me, night is my personal kingdom. When everyone is asleep, when the streets are empty, and the world slows down, I turn on the screen and immerse myself in other people's stories. 📺

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

The city opens up only to those who know how to slow down and catch its rhythm.

There are moments when the night turns into a real adventure, and not because it was planned, but because the atmosphere itself is created.

It doesn't matter if they are young with a naive smile or mature couples who walk so slowly as if they are afraid of falling - there is some magic in this gesture.

Shops, relationships, work - it's all the same. The shelves are bursting, the websites are colorful, the men are smiling... and in the end I stand there, paralyzed, not knowing where to turn.

The one where you can fall together, stretch out like a star, or hide under the blanket together, if life were a movie 🍷.

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.

It's that sometimes it turns you not into a healthy, radiant girl, but into a nervous and driven controller of yourself 🍏. For a long time, I thought that love for a healthy lifestyle is about taking care of your body. But to be honest, it often looks more like an addiction to control.

Sometimes life seems complete, but something is still missing. And this "something" can be just one shade.

There are people who save money or stamps. I collect nights. Each of them sounds different, smells different and leaves its mark.

Outside the window there is sun or rain. And inside us there are clouds, thunderstorms and fogs. This is a separate climate, not subject to applications on the phone.