Sometimes discipline is not about strict plans, but about small steps that add up to a big one. I will tell you about my simple way not to drown in things to do and at the same time feel joy from every day.

Sometimes the most vivid memories are born not from traveling around capitals, but from random walks along small streets.

Not in terms of age, but in terms of outlook on life, confidence, calm.

Every time I choose products without animal ingredients, I feel like I’m making a small act of mindfulness. But it’s not about “right” or “wrong.” It’s about the choice that makes me who I am.

But there's one thing that stays the same: real friends. And I've realized one strange thing — there's no such thing as too many good friends.

Chopping vegetables, mixing spices, listening to the broth boiling - it's almost a meditation for me. But there is one thing I could never love: the grill. 🔥

and not online stores, but markets that smell of fresh herbs, ripe fruits and bread that is still warm.

Autumn always seems like something transitional - between warmth and cold, between bright light and fog. But this time of year has a special energy that many miss.

One drink can hold a whole story. Coffee in Indonesia became exactly that kind of memory for me - about taste, place and feeling that remained forever.

I always reach for books where love is shown in different ways: touchingly, absurdly, sometimes with irony. They are not just stories, they are reflections of real life.

Many people think that stretching is boring exercises for ballerinas or yoga enthusiasts. But the truth is that stretching is a powerful tool against old age, stress and chronic fatigue.

Many people think that having a twin sister is pure happiness: there is always a friend, support, and a mirror reflecting you. But behind the pretty picture there is a much more acute truth.

Many people think that it is too late to look for love at 50+. But this is a lie that we have been taught to believe.

Not only in music, but in life.

It's like a game, but in reality it leaves a feeling of emptiness. I myself have done this sometimes, trying to seem mysterious, and then felt strange - because deep down I knew it was unfair.

I've never been drawn to noisy clubs, to other people's companies, where everyone pretends to be cheerful and happy.

But sometimes it turns into some kind of weird competition. New shades, seasonal trends, gel polish, shellac, rhinestones...

Even the smell of wet asphalt irritates me, and the sound of drops on the window unbalances me rather than calms me down

A picnic is not only about eating outdoors. It is about mood, lightness and the ability to notice the details that make the moment special.

Morning is my little personal start. Sometimes it is cheerful, sometimes lazy, but I have found my own ways to turn the beginning of the day into pleasure.