There are two families in my life - my parents and my friends. People say that friends are the family we choose for ourselves. I’m not sure I ever had to make a real choice, because the fated will happen anyway. I think I’m very lucky to have my friends. And I’ll never understand how I could deserve them. It’s said a lot about the value of true ( Read more... )

    Almost everyone have ever been collecting something - stamps, candles, phone cards,  cds, lucky lottery tickets and a mass of other pretties. As for me, I can hardly imagine our house without giraffes! Toys, paintings on walls, plates and cups, pillows, crystal and wooden statuette, even the floor-covering with giraffe figures in the bathroom ( Read more... )

    If I had a car I would take a long bold night drive without purpose. I would follow the moon until it fades on the horizon. I would catch the radio wave and listen to the music hanging upon every sung word. Night wind would mildly tousle my hear, and flashing lanterns would light my way. I have a map in the trunk. But it’s no need to use it ( Read more... )

Here’s just a funny story about me...

Some days ago I decided to spend a splendid evening in a pretty cosy café. I had a hard day filled with troubles and failures at work. It was just  necessary to relax and devote some hours to myself. Walking down the unknown street I saw a nice café and decided to come in. I ordered yummy tacos and huge ( Read more... )

        I fell in love with Ireland not by virtue of its ancient castles, Paul Houston’s being, flavorous beer and crowded Dublin’s pubs… I was affected by Michael Flatley’s dancing… Sounds pretty weird, but it’s the truth. =)) His feet are really made of fire and volcanic flashes! (His show in London was even called “Feet of Flames”) He showed me ( Read more... )

    A new has began… It should bring new thoughts, new impressions, new events to live through...
    I was walking down the street and thinking about the things I’ve never used to care about before. The whole world is becoming too emotional over the American presidential campaign, African children suffer from harrowing disasters, and climate ( Read more... )

I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the clouds, for fifty million hands upraised and open toward the sky. I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me, I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me...