The future. What is it like?
Sometimes it seems to me that the future doesn’t just arrive one morning. It emerges imperceptibly—in the decisions we make today, in chance encounters, and in the words we choose to speak or leave unsaid.
When I was younger, I pictured the future as an idealized image: a job I loved, a cozy home, travel, and a partner by my side. Now I realize that such idealized images don’t exist. There are simply moments when you feel exactly where you belong. And it is from these moments that happiness is ...
"A TV-style detective story in real life"
I love binge-watching detective shows and teen dramas, but sometimes real life serves up storylines even wilder than what you’d find on Netflix.
I was sitting in a coffee shop in Podil, sipping an iced latte and minding my own business while listening to my playlist. At the table opposite me sat a guy in a bucket hat, engrossed in texting someone; he had such a focused look on his face—he was the spitting image of an undercover agent! Then, a small sticky note fell out of his pocket. Acting on ...
"Dancing on the Sand, or Five Kilograms of Seashells in the Backpack"
Summer is made for spontaneous trips, but sometimes my brain comes up with ideas that are a mix of sheer recklessness and absurdity. Last weekend, my girlfriends and I took off for the Dnipro River to catch the sunrise. Music, tents, romance!
Around five in the morning, inspiration struck: I absolutely had to perform a contemporary dance on the beach in the dark to a track from my favorite TV show. I cranked up the speaker, tuned out reality, and started pulling off pirouettes that would have m...
purely out of the instinct of self-preservation.
Ten days ago, a friend of mine headed to Odesa with shining eyes. Before leaving, she sent photos of swimsuits and solemnly declared:
"That’s it. Don’t look for me. I’m going to live in the sea."
A day later, the first message arrived:
— The swimsuit is currently serving as outerwear...
Another day passed:
— We aren’t sunbathing. We’re warming ourselves against a cup of coffee.
Then came a photo of the beach: umbrellas, jackets, wind, and one heroic man who had waded knee-deep into the sea. T...