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#weekends because I do the same things I do on regular weekdays. but on weekends nobody disturbs me. and that’s so nice. I really love it.
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this kind of #winter. real #winter, #snow everywhere. it started yesterday. I don’t know how long it will last – maybe a week, maybe two – I hope long. I’m writing this from my kitchen, like
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#pink. it came to me quietly. a few weeks ago. maybe months. hard to say. it started with my adidas #shoes – white, with pink details. at first I thought: ok, that’s a bit girly. but
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this day. not because it was great, not because something extraordinary happened. it wasn’t perfect, not at all – it was just a nice day. and somehow that’s even better. it started way too early
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the feeling of being a journalist. not so much the whole grand media world, but that simple joy of having my own column. You know, that space where I can write about the things I love.
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“the morning show”, this whole world behind it. not the drama, not the chaos, not the scandals. just the feeling of being inside a newsroom, where people write, create, produce, talk, think. I finished the last
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this first snow today here in #warsaw. it’s not even #winter yet, but it’s already falling – tiny flakes, nothing serious, just the first white dots in the air. and it made me smile.
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my #life in this little house, with all these tiny #rituals holding me together. it hits me especially on days like this, when I move through everything in sync with my #emotions… not fighting them, not
