In this blog, I share my little discoveries that helped me save time and energy — from household habits to the ability to do nothing on time.

The contrast between backpacking and staying in hotels. I compare sensations, observations, mood - and how the perception of oneself changes depending on the format of travel.

I'm in the wrong era. More and more often I catch myself on this strange feeling, especially when I go online. Not because I don't know how to use technology or don't understand how everything works - no. It's just that my soul starts to creak quietly inside, like an old church door that hasn't been opened for a long time.

As soon as you set foot on the land of Egypt, you are enveloped by something elusive-a mixture of spices, flowers, sand, and history. It's not just a smell - it's a part of the soul of a country that knows how to speak the language of fragrance.

Balance is not a state, but a process

Summer is when even a drink can become an adventure 💛 When you pick up a glass, and in it are colors, ice, fruits, mint, bubbles of joy and a sip of good mood. And everything immediately seems brighter! 😄

I love watching the interaction between people. Especially when there is a spark in the eyes - a light, almost imperceptible one. It is not always love. Often - flirting. But here is a question that has long interested me: can flirting be without intentions? Without "plans", expectations, the next step?

There are days when the world feels a little colder than usual. In those moments, I learn to bring back the warmth.

A modern parent is not just a mom or dad, they are a person who is torn between a career, household responsibilities and the desire to give their children the best. But is all the “best” measured in money?

The phrase "love lasts three years" has become almost a catchphrase. Some perceive it as a cynical truth, others - as an excuse for unsuccessful relationships. But where did this idea come from and what is really behind it?

I will tell you not just thoughts about conversation. This is about the depth that arises between two people, about those topics after which the night seems too short. This is about a real, genuine conversation that does not end.

This blog is not just a list of books. These are reflections on words that influenced the perception of life, the attitude towards oneself, people and time. Each book contains not only a story, but an imprint on the heart that remains forever.

These are reflections on heroines who are like a mirror: they reflect your fears, hopes and give you the strength to move on. I write in the first person, remembering strong, sincere, complex characters whose image ignites and teaches me.

This isn't about gastronomic rankings. This is about memories, smells, and emotions that are hidden in a shawarma wrapper or crispy tacos. Stories from trips, mixed with the taste of freedom and slight madness.

Summer smells like freedom.

There is such weather that I love to the smallest drop, to the breath of the wind, to the color of the sky… 🌧️🌤️

A short heartfelt story of why every chat and dialog is important. Why we need you men here so much

When I first read the news that Pope Francis had officially allowed women to become permanent altar servers and participate in local decision-making, something inside me skipped a beat.

Looking for real love and meaningful connection ❤️. Ready to share laughter, support, and unforgettable moments with someone special. If you’re genuine and kind — let’s talk! 😊💌

When I say, “I’m a yoga coach,” people picture a girl in perfect splits, drinking matcha and living in complete zen. Well, let them think so.