There are days when everything seems to be fine, but something is wrong. And I know from experience that the problem is not in the big things, but in the little things. Because they are what make the day “work” or completely ruin it.

My morning, for example, does not begin without a drink. And here it immediately becomes interesting - are you for coffee or tea? I know people who cannot speak without coffee, and there are those who sincerely do not understand this cult. For me, it is not about caffeine, but about the moment itself. A cup in hand, warmth, a few minutes of silence - and the day has a chance.

A separate topic is home clothes. I do not believe that at home it is necessary to be “as in the picture”. But walking around in old stretched clothes is not for me either. It is important for me that it is comfortable and pleasant. Because even if no one sees - I see. And my mood really changes from this.

Another eternal dispute is order. I know people who are always perfect. And I know myself. I can be a creative mess, and you know what? It sometimes works better than sterile cleanliness. The main thing is that it is my mess, not the chaos that oppresses.

And there are things that seem small, but without them the day cannot be complete. A favorite playlist on headphones. A warm shower in the evening. A fresh bed. Or just a moment when you can sit down and do nothing without feeling guilty.

It is from such little things that life is made. Not from perfect pictures, but from real days. And I think we all understand this perfectly well - we just rarely talk about it out loud.