Today I went out for bread. Yes, yes, literally - I just needed bread. But the sun was shining along the way, the air was clear, and something inside me decided to turn off the route.

I walked through the park. Where the trees at this time of year turn golden and shed their leaves, as if they are not afraid of losing themselves. I sat down on a bench, opened my phone - and closed it. I didn't want to look at anything. I just wanted to be.

A grandmother with bright red lipstick passed by. A little boy gave her a dandelion - in June, when all flowers seem to be out of fashion. She said: "Thank you, you saved my day." And I felt warm. Although it was not me who was told.

Have you ever heard someone else's phrase that suddenly became important to you?

I came home without bread. But with the feeling that I am more than yesterday. That you can just walk - and suddenly become closer to yourself.