

Tonight was a special evening. It would seem - nothing supernatural: just warm tea, a blanket, my favorite music and myself. But it is at such moments that real inspiration comes 😍
I looked out the window at the lights of the city for a long time, as if every flickering light was someone's dream. And suddenly I realized: inspiration doesn't always come in noise and movement. Sometimes it is in silence, in pauses, when you hear yourself truly 🔥
I reopened the notebook that had been in my drawer for a long time. I wrote a couple lines, then another. The thoughts formed themselves into words, and the words formed themselves into little pieces of my soul 🥰
Sometimes we just need to stop, exhale, turn off the phone and let ourselves be. Without the rush. No masks. Just being ourselves 💕
It's nights like this that I remember why I love to create 💫