Every person has a playlist that does not just consist of songs, but seems to reflect their inner world. This is not a selection of hits or a trendy top. It is something much more intimate. It is like notes in the margins, only instead of words - music.

I noticed that I return to the same compositions again and again. Sometimes I listen to them on the way home, sometimes - with headphones, lying under a blanket, or in the car when the rain hits the glass. And each time - it is as if I am returning to myself. Music can create an atmosphere, even if it is gray around or quiet inside.

I have one song that begins with slow keyboards, as if someone is carefully touching the memory. I associate it with an evening walk through the autumn city, when it is already cool outside, but warm in a coat. The second is for the morning sun in the window, when you brew tea and put on polka-dot socks. And the third is the sound of night thoughts that you don’t tell anyone.

I don’t collect songs on purpose. They just appear. Like people in life — by chance, but they stay for a long time. I turn on some when I’m at a loss for words. Music helps me experience emotions. Sometimes even to tears — but these are the right tears, cleansing, necessary.

Do you have a song that you turn on to feel that everything is still possible? I do. And it was this song that once helped me not to give up. I was riding a bus, it was March outside, gray and stubborn. I was holding a hot coffee in a paper cup in my hands and listening to this song on a loop. It was my way of telling the world: “I’m not giving up.”

I love watching people in public transport with headphones on. I wonder what story they are living now? Falling in love? Nostalgia? Victory? Or maybe just filling themselves with silence and notes?

Sometimes when I listen to music with someone, I feel like I'm sharing my soul. Not everyone can play that same song. Because it's too personal. And if I play it for you, it means you've become a part of something important.

Music is not just background music. It's part of my life. My playlist is me. The real me. Unfiltered. With notes on my skin and a rhythm inside.