One day, I didn't get into a taxi. And I think that was one of the best decisions of my life.

It was late evening in Kyiv. A light rain was falling. My phone showed: "Car arriving in 2 minutes."

But suddenly, I just felt like walking.

On the way, I came across a street musician playing so beautifully that passersby forgot all about their errands. I bought a coffee at a small shop where the barista smiled as genuinely as if we’d known each other for ages. And then, it struck me: the best moments in life rarely happen according to plan.

Since then, I’ve tried to choose the most interesting path rather than the fastest one.

That’s probably why I’m here.

I’m not looking for a perfect man—perfect people don’t exist. I’m more interested in meeting someone I can laugh at silly things with, argue about movies with, spontaneously head out of town with, or simply sit in silence with when words aren't needed.

I love Kyiv, evening walks, good humor, and men who keep their word.

If you’ve read this far, it means you’re already different from the majority.

Now it’s your turn to send the first message.