And for no reason, honestly. Not a holiday, not a date, not a bonus. It's just like a click inside - and you already know that the day will NOT be like this. Nothing has happened yet, but the mood is like before a surprise. I even smile at such moments, to myself. A little silly, but nice 🙂 It feels like a moment is waiting for me somewhere around the corner, which will later become a favorite memory. Or at least a little "oh, how good that I felt that."

On such days I stand a little longer in front of the mirror. Not for someone else. For myself. I want to be more attentive to myself. As if I am my own guest. An important one. I put on something that is beautiful not because it is fashionable, but because it is MINE. I make tea and breathe. Just breathe. Slowly. Deeply. As if I am tuning in.

And this strange feeling... It is without words, without logic. Just a slight pressure in the chest. As if the heart is anticipating something 💫

Sometimes I think that loneliness makes us a little more sensitive. When there is no one around, you begin to hear yourself better. You catch the barely noticeable vibrations of the day, mood, air. And now you are looking at the sky not as just the sky, but as a sign. Maybe today is the day to go out early. Or stay late. Or smile at someone just like that. Because maybe at such a moment something good begins. Something of my own ✨

And I also notice that such morning premonitions are rarely wrong. They are not always about events. Sometimes it's just an internal promise, "You'll feel alive today. Really." Not from someone. From yourself. It's like when you haven't heard your favorite song for a long time, and suddenly it turns on by chance - and you freeze, as if you've met an old friend. That's how it is here. Out of the blue, you feel - the day will be warm. Even if it's raining outside 🌧

And here I am, alone, with a cup of coffee, in socks with a wrinkled elastic band, with an imperfect hairstyle, but with a smile. Just because I'm ALIVE. Just because there is this day. And suddenly it can become something more than just "another one." Even if everything goes smoothly, even if there is nothing new - the feeling remains. As if I said "yes" inside myself to something good that hasn't happened yet.

Do you even believe in such things? That you can just wake up and feel: there will be something good? Even if you yourself don't know yet - what exactly? 💛

Natasha