Some people hold flowers in their hands, but I chose a katana. Not because I want to fight, but because it reminds me of strength, discipline, and balance. A true samurai always keeps harmony between determination and kindness.

I believe that life is also a battlefield, but not the one with swords — it’s about choices, loyalty, and courage to follow your own path. Would you like to know what kind of warrior I am in everyday life?

Imagine a world with only two people left. No traffic, no crowds, no rush. The first feeling might be fear. Then, slowly, it might turn into a strange kind of freedom.

Buildings would stand quiet. Streets would be empty. The rules we followed before would no longer matter. Days would be shaped by the sun and the mood of two hearts. Mornings could be for collecting fresh bread and coffee. Afternoons for exploring parks, museums, and rooftops without lines. Nights for long talks under the stars a...

Autumn always comes unexpectedly - with a cold wind, wet asphalt and those same colds that like to remind us that we are alive. As a paramedic, I am used to helping others: a thermometer, pills, advice and care. But here's the paradox - I can rarely "prescribe a cure" for the main autumn ailment for myself.

Not only for a runny nose and cough. But loneliness.

When couples wrap themselves in scarves and hold hands, I catch myself thinking that the best "cure" for the autumn blues is someone's w...

I often ask myself… what kind of man could actually survive one whole week with me? And I don’t mean just exist next to me, but really live, share, and enjoy every moment together. One week sounds short, but if you think about it, it could be a little test of how two people fit each other.

Imagine… Waking up together every morning. Me sneaking into the kitchen to make coffee, or maybe surprising you with breakfast in bed. But don’t relax too much – I might also “accidentally” steal your blanket...