I miss my night walks so much.            Fanny agreed to it

, and had the pleasure of seeing him continue at the window with her, in spite of the expected glee; and of having his eyes soon turned, like hers, towards the scene without, where all that was solemn, and soothing, and lovely, appeared in the brilliancy of an unclouded night, and the contrast of the deep shade of the woods. Fanny spoke her feelings. 'Here's harmony!' said she; 'here's repose! Here's what may leave all painting and all music behind, and what poetry only can attempt to describe! Here's what may tranquillise every care, and lift the heart to rapture! When I look out on such a night as this, I feel as if there could be neither wickedness nor sorrow in the world; and there certainly would be less of both if the sublimity of Nature were more attended to, and people were carried more out of themselves by contemplating such a scene.'                                                       Jane Austen "Mansfield Park"

 Miss my places 

 Kyiv, war

 Kyiv

 I miss forest so much, who knows if I will ever see it again, who knows if tomorrow I still will be here on the Planet. It was a long difficult and sometimes beautiful journey...         

  

 Kyiv in War

 Yesterday I was walking home and the fighter plane was flying just above me. I feel so furious and angry and my psyche can't handle the panic. 

     

 

 

 I feel like this for years, tons of suppressed aggression. 

 

A gloomy winter night.

 

Happy New Year! 🎄🎄🎄

 I love this beautiful soviet cartoon. I wish I could be there with that girl and a frog desperately waiting for the rain.💧💧