Posts in July 28, 2026

You must keep yourself in check, keep yourself in check… you must fight. Not give up. I know this. You must hold on, you cannot relax, you cannot accept pain as a given, you must remove it, erase it, you must find new reserves of strength within yourself, you must find a new source of optimism, positivity.

You wander through the world, touching other people. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it’s hot. Occasionally it’s cold. At times, it’s warm and gentle. Sometimes it even feels like it’s forever. But time passes, and you’re on the road again.

This is our mind that makes it good or bad. What are you lacking? Money? Love? Success? Maybe you have something else - lack of worry of losing money, staying away from bad relationship, being constantly hunted by paparazzi?

The old town (the area of Chkalova Street and the surrounding neighborhoods) is small, low. Two-story houses built by German prisoners of war. Yellow, orange, beige, green... In the sunlight, they sound almost Spanish. Bright reflections and shadows of leaves paint whimsical patterns on the walls, and what seems like decay doesn’t look as sad. The trees are taller than the houses. White linden snow on the paths.

I long for closeness. For understanding each other with half a word — when I say only a fragment of a thought, and HE picks it up and answers — also with a fragment — and I understand.

There are words that must be said. You part ways with a person, but inside you live a couple of phrases that will torment you until you release them. It’s not necessarily that the person they’re meant for should hear them…

One day, after parting, still experiencing the remnants of the fading love… Cherishing glimpses of magical memories, like the warm light of the last rays of the sun in September… Rising on the wave of sensations again and again, warming oneself with the fragments of sensory memories of touches…

Sometimes, in a surprising way, you start to understand the meaning of songs that have long been sung for you. Only during their life did their meaning somehow slip away from you. Because of a lack of life experience.

Men often complain that there are no real women left these days. Women, in turn, complain that there are no real men anymore. And yet both men and women might very well be "real" within the framework of their own gender (awkward wording, perhaps, but at least the meaning is clear).

I agree that it's important to take into account the rules established within the "husband-wife" system (oops, got a bit complicated there, let's simplify). If it's established that "left" is just as natural as "right," then no complaints are accepted.