my hobby is a reflection of the soul: somewhere quiet and homely, and somewhere - alive, like the breath of the wind. Bike rides in the evenings When the city falls asleep, I get on my bike, put on headphones with my favorite music and ride along the embankment or through the parks, catching the sunset, the rustle of leaves under the wheels and the warm wind on my cheeks. This is a way to dream on the go. Also, swimming for me is like meditation. Gliding along the blue surface, hearing only my own breathing - this makes her stronger and calmer.

My ideal relationship is not about loud promises, not about passion for show, not about eternal drama. It is about silence, where I feel calm. It is when he is near and I am not afraid to be myself. Not beautiful, not strong. Just myself. I do not expect him to give me the stars from the sky. Let him just hold my hand when I am silent. Let him notice when I am sad, even if I am smiling. Let him not be afraid to talk about his feelings, but not rush them either - I like it when everything is real, not on the run. It is important to me that we are a team. That he does not suppress, but inspires. That he believes in me, even when I doubt myself. That he can laugh, argue without malice, forgive, listen, and simply - be there when the whole world is too loud.