good things list / august

before i start, let me tell you - yes, summer is over, but it is okay. i hope you realize that we can feel inner peace and be happy no matter what the calendar says. yes, of course, summer means warmth and fun, but the truth is that it is not always that way. for me summer was extreme heat, which i could barely stand, and a lot of work. as a result, i am more than happy that it is not summer anymore. hello, autumn! i have been waiting! before i start enjoying you, let me remind myself what august was like, and let me tell you despite another portion of bad news and disappointments, it was a fine month. hopefully so was yours.

big birthday post

as i was thinking about my upcoming birthday and as i was feeling upset about the fact that none of my plans worked out this year, i realized that i have been extremely lucky throughout the years of my life, that is why i decided to go back to my previous birthdays. before writing this post, i opened folders with pictures and memories were so bright, that i felt happy instantly, as if i were there. of course, i would write about it all! it is going to be quite an adventure, because i turned nineteen in paris, twenty - in stockholm and twenty one - somewhere on the beach in turkey. today i am turning twenty two in kiev, which is actually more than just fine too, because who you are with matters much more than where you are.

on coming home / growing up

i left my home town right after turning sixteen. it was a long-awaited moment, which i have been planning for years. i have always known that i would move after my high school graduation. staying has never been an option for me. never! and i am so grateful that i had a chance to do it. i am so happy i was supported and loved on my way to my dream, which led me to the fullfilment of my other dreams - big and small.

i am turning twenty two in a week. it is so hard to believe it, because at sixteen it seemed like such a distant thing, such an adult moment. i looked at those who were in their twenties and i saw them as actual adults. at the same time, i thought i was an adult too (at least, in my mind). and now... six years later i think "wait, what? this is what twenty two feels like? really?". however, the truth is that i have never believed in age. i knew people who were older than me, but wanted so little in life, whereas i was filled with goals. i could not wait for the moment to come when i could finally open up and work hard. so even though i have never thought it was essential how old you were, i could never stop analyzing age anyway. this is exactly what i am doing here right now.