There are some cities to explore

Traveling has become my obsession, I've already written about it. So, I've traveled, can't say, that a lot, but using every chance to do it and it seems much for my ages.  One of my friends once said: "Every trip begins from choosing a point of your stay", and that's what I did. I've chosen the points for some times. There are:

Helsinki. This is the place of russian activity, every citizen of Petersburg has been to the capital of Finland. It's quite nice, calm and cosy, there are H&M and all this scandinavian stuff, which seems better to us. For me Helsinki is a window, the place where you definitely should go if you want to travel to Europe and I like this place.

Stockholm. It's my place. I can walk in the Gamla stan for hours, taking photos and falling in love with the city. It has everything, my favorite cafe Nova, art galleries, a girl down the street playing on a strange instrument the music that will remain deeply in your heart, people, who smile to you on every step, shops and courts, ice cream, sculptures. Everything to make an impression of hospitality.

Oslo. It doesn't even look like a capital. It's huge, but it's something strange and northern, but I love it for Munch, a-ha, Frognerparken, its Opera-house and many other things. It's light, it doesn't ask anything from you, it just gives you a delight impression of the city which is glad to receive you.

Berlin. I came there by accident. I wasn't going there, but life decided for me, so I agreed to travel there. I can definitely say that I've found myself there. I tried everything I was so afraid of and I liked that. I've experienced my life, to tell the truth, at first time and since then I can't stop exploring. 

Barcelona. During these times I was obsessed about art. So, I decided to look at the Gaudi's masterpieces yo misma. I've stayed there for two weeks and used to make everything, from meeting new people and staying at the beach for hours to visiting the museum of Salvador Dali and looked at the cathedral of Sagrada Familia.  It was terrific! 

Paris. I went there with a great expectation to avoid the cliche and NOT to fall in love with the city. I failed! I can truthfully say that it's my city, a place where I could live. Everything that was said about Paris was true! It's marvelous and I dream to come back there. One day I gonna live in Paris. 

Wystan Hugh Auden (1907-1973)

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,

Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

My working week and my Sunday rest

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;

For nothing now can ever come to any good.

The journey to three countries

When my parents faced the moment of choosing the country to travel to, there were no hesitations, they have chosen Norway. This choice has been done, 'cause we've been dreaming for years to see the beauty of Norway, we've heard much about it from my dad, who was in the army on the frontier between Russia and Norway. I've been listening to his stories about northern lights and the beauty of fjords. So, we decided to travel to Norway. Our trip ran through two another countries, Finland and Sweden. We were traveling by bus, in the reason of saving money and enjoying beautiful views. To get from Finland to Sweden you have to set on the board of a ship. I remember very well my amazement and endless happiness at the moment when my dad gave me a board ticket to the ship called Silja, I even cried, 'cause I was suprised and happy.

So, we started our journey from Petersburg to Helsinki, Finland. I remember very well all my anticipations of future trip, I was packing my clothes and things to the case during the whole night, it was for the first time, so everything seemed so special. My dad, mum and little brother, they all were expecting for this moment during a long time. We started our journey from the Moskovsky railway-station at 5 am, it was too early for me to get up =). We were driving the whole morning and crossed the frontier with Finland. I remember very well my nervousness during my first passport-control. It was wonderful to see the stamp in your passport which has broken the past rules of prohibited journeys and allowed me to travel in the future. 

Our first stop was in Helsinki, the capital of Finland. We were on excursion around the center of the city, took many photos, and saw the Nikolsky cathedral, which I liked the most. Everything seemed so new to me, I thought that people in Europe live another life, which is so different to mine, every place of my glance was new and special to me. I was full of this strange feeling of happiness to get a new experience to watch, feel, glance for hours, smell, laugh and to get to know some new place.

After a walk in Helsinki, our group moved to Turku, the city where we had to board the ship. In the evening we were on the board, I was absolutely striked. I have never pretended myself on the board of a ship, and at that moment I was swimming from Finland to Sweden expecting for new journeys and discoveries. After supper we returned to our cabin and went to bed. As usual, the first day of a journey seemed to be the longest, so I slept well, 'cause I was full of emotions and openings. We were swimming the whole night and woke up in the capital of Sweden - Stockholm.

The whole morning we were exploring Stockholm. To tell the truth, for me it seems to be very similar to my city Petersburg, all these cosy streets, art galleries and the architecture, but still something seemed to be so special. At every corner I was met by a smile of  a person I haven't got to know. Everyone was smiling to me, it seemed so strange and opened to me, that I couldn't stop smiling too. I was really happy. It was just a simple walk in the center of the city, taking photos and exploring, but to me it was a real discovery of my own feelings and expectations. It was a process not only of discovery, but also of self-discovery. What is another city looks like? How do I look in the other city? What can it bring me? Whom can I get to know here? All these questions have been asked during years, and for the first time in my life, I got a chance to answer them.

This trip also gave me the first experience of speaking a foreign language. I've been learning english since I was 5, but I had some strange language barrier, which haven't let me to speak properly and without confusion. So I was sent everywhere by my mum, who knew the importance of breaking the language barrier, to ask for coffee, to pay for the souvenirs, after some time this barrier had been broken and I was using every possibility to speak english. I liked this very much. So, since then, it's absolutely impossible to make me keep silence, when I speak english =)

The next stop was Norway! The country of my dreams with its nature, fjords and culture. I've heard so much about this place, that I couldn't even believe my eyes when I saw its beauty at first. It took me some time to realize that I was traveling to Norway. I don't know why, but I feel very calm and agreed with myself there. This amazing union of water, mountains, snow, grass, trees, ice, animals, everything that we used to call nature gives me a wonderful and priceless feeling of freedom and the faith in myself. I will always think about this place as it was my home. People speak the language which I don't know, they have another traditions, another culture, but I love this so much, all this differences seems to be so native, I won't ever stop exploring this amazing land of contradictions and combination of uncombined things. I was traveling by Norway during a week. It was my first trip ever. I liked it so much, that I kept every detail of this journey in my memory, I can still remember many things which are usually get to be forgotten during some period of time after the journey, but I still remember the heather near the road, the view of  Northern Sea, glaciers of far away places, waterfalls, norwegians and the beautiful cities of Norway. 

The first one

It's already october, it's time of coming back to my writings here, to tell the truth, I'm glad to write here again.

So, I have already written a lot about my obsession of traveling and what it means to me, and now I want to write about my first journey, about the time when my passion have taken place.

I live in Russia, which has been the part of the Soviet Union during about 70 years. In 1991 USSR has broken up and all the soviet republics have become the independent countries, but there is still a bad mark on our history, 'cause too many rumors connected with the socialistic past do still exist and do not let people get the real view on my country. Unfortunately, nowadays russians still continue to face some troubles and cliches connected with our past, that's why sometimes we are not so likely received in other countries.

I was born in 1991, so I can remember some troubles with which my family had to encounter with. For example, there were huge queues near the shops, on the shelfs of the shop only the same products could be found, the information about our new president and the government was kept in secret, people were shooting near the White house in Moscow... yeap, this was the part of our history, but fortunately, nowadays, everything is fine, we can live in our country normally without facing such troubles anymore.

The worst disadvantage of Soviet's Union politics, in my view, was the prohibition to travel.  Simple people were not allowed to travel, to be tourist, USSR was a very closed country with its own rules, politics, culture and prohibitions, all this was directed to make life of soviets people better.  To my mind, it wasn't a great decision of the past government, but so it was. During many years people were not allowed to travel, my family faced this problem too. So, in 2002 after storing up some money my family decided to make a journey at the first time. 

When my parents faced the moment of choosing the country to travel to, there were no any hesitations, they have chosen Norway...

It's almost dernier jour...

It's almost dernier jour de settembre. Todas las lenguas se enredan dans ma tête. I'm listening to la musique, и её звуки se dissipent dans ma chambre. C'est maravilloso! Mi piace...

I have absolutely no idea de que este otoño me pueda apporter. Es extraño, mais je ne peux pas сконцентрировать мысли на чём-то одном... indudable important.

I promised him that escribiría about him.  

I don't know с чего начать, mais le plus important, как закончить. 

I've got only a month and a half. 

Le temps perdu.

Enough for september, plans for the future october

It's been almost a month since I've created this blog. I really like it, it's a calm and safe place which can be relied upon. I think that I got carried away a little bit, so I won't write here anymore up to the end of september, but I have some great plans for october! I've got so much to write about, for example about my journeys to Europe, about my favorite places in the world, sobre la España de mis ojos, my writings, dreams and experiences. For now I'm inspired by this place in the Internet and I want to move on, creating new messages in my blog and experience myself in writing and sharing some things.

See you in october!

Memories

Yesterday I had a chance to remember my feelings as if I were a child again. I went to dentist to fix one of my teeth. I'm terribly afraid of stomatologists, it has been my fear since I was a child. So, yesterday I had to feel myself a 5-years old girl sitting in the huge chair of the dentist, who was searching for something bad in her mouth with a sloppy smile, which I didn't like at all. I was defeated, it was a moment of absolute feebleness and fear. I was of afraid of pain and complications. It's very hard emotionally to trust your life and health to a person you don't know or even fear (in my case). I was shocked and wanted to cry, but I didn't, my mind told me that I was already adult enough and I shouldn't cry. So my reason me amordazó (shuted me up) and I went home sin dejar caer ninguna gota de lágrima. 

I really want to get lost!

I'm reading "Ulysses". The interminable train of thoughts...

I'll cope with it. It's really interesting!

Painting

I used to paint a lot. I remember how I liked it, but for some unexpected reason I stopped painting few years ago, now I can't really remember when I've been drawing at last. Years have pasted, now I'm a student not of faculty of art, but I don't think that I regret, everything happens for better. Few weeks ago I started to paint again, of course I not a professional, I'm trying to draw that I can draw and I'm really trying to do my best. I lake the process, it helps me to relax and think about something that I like or might like. 

I even dedicated one of my moleskines for my drawings, I don't think that I'll be good at this, but I just want to try.

I noticed that it's pleasant to draw for someone. One of my best friends is far away from me at the moment, she travels to Israel, I miss her very much. I've found the way to digress from thoughts about her, I'm drawing to her. I know that she'll be glad to receive my paintings when she comes back. 

The picture of the mountains have been drawn for a person I use to think a lot, I know that this person will never see it, but it was pleasant and special to draw this as a present. 

Now I have a feeling that I'm a child once again, I used to draw when I was little, now my brother does the same, and I pick his pencils and pens for making some pictures. I like this feeling of everything possible when I'm drawing, I use to draw some pieces of my world, some places I want to visit or create in my imagination, I just like the way it is. I even think to go for courses of painting, but now it would be for adults.

It's true!

To face the question

I suppose that everyone usually thinks about some questions to be asked. We pretend the situation, possible answer, the importance of the question, I hope you understand what I'm trying to say. For example, almost every girl wants to be asked to get married, and she tries to imagine the situation and her feelings about it. There are many questions for us to be asked and answered, everyone waits for his special one. 

Personally, I value the role of questions in our life, it's very helpful to ask yourself about everything, it helps you to face the problem, but I think you need a talent to ask the right question. Not every person can ask himself "Am I happy?", questions help us to face the truth, if we are honest with ourselves. 

One morning I was sitting next to my good friend and she asked me why I'm so fascinated about traveling, what it is for me. Here it was! It was the question I also wanted to face,I've been pretending the situation and my feelings about the question, I've been thinking about it for so long, that even forgot the appropriate answer. So, after some seconds of amazement from facing the question, I tried to answer, first of all to myself.

What does traveling means to me? It's a searching. It's a searching almost for everything: new people, new places, new arts, new buildings, new cities and countries. It's some kind of test which can show me and everyone how far I can get. Traveling is a process of discovery, it's life in its sense. For me, life is a process, but here in Saint-Petersburg I can't truly day that I'm moving and developing, here life is very static, but during a journey it stops being static, it turns into a process, activity. Life during a journey, it's life itself.

Why I'm not traveling now? First of all, I'm only 19 years old and I don't earn money to be independent, my parents have three kinds and it's unfair and very expensive to travel all the time using their money. Secondly, I'm still a student and just can't pack up my things and go away for searching life, I'm not free to abandon everything I have now. Thirdly, to say the truth, I'm not sure that now I'm ready to do this, I need more confidence to go away for traveling.

When will I start to travel and where will I go? Europe! Definitely, Europe! The place I adore! I know, yep, I just simply know that I must visit Europe and start my journey from there. When? I hope to study in Europe in 2 years when I get my bachelor. This is one of the reasons for learning languages. I'm really afraid of everything that can stop me, for example, a job, my family, or boyfriend whom I won't want to abandon. We shall see! Now I have an aim and a dream to travel, to meet the life and not to let my lifeline go.

So, I tried to face some of the questions, I'm sure in my answers and I think, that it's time to move on, trying to make my aim reality... but now it's time for going to Uni, see you later, my dearest questions!

Moleskiner

I used to call myself a moleskiner. I've been dreaming of this little notebook since I saw it at first. Last year my Dad presented this to me, since then I have covered with writing three moleskines. 

Moleskine is always with me, it's all covered with my thoughts and dreams, sometimes I feel that it knows me even better than I do. I like to put down there my thoughts and ideas about characters and places which I would like to describe, my timetables, plans and hopes, almost everything. I know that the worst thing that could happen to me is a loss of my moleskine.

For me moleskine is not a simple notebook, it's way of saving memories. After some time I would be able to open one of my moleskines and look at the way that I've done. It shows my development and change.  It shows me the past and the look to the future. It knows much and I like to share with it, it knows about my friends, my journeys, my fears, my cities, my places, it speaks english, spanish, russian and french, it knows my favourite song and many other facts and trifles.

For some time I used to give moleskines to my friends as a present, I think that it's the best present to receive, 'cause it really helps. It even helps you to develop your speech, thoughts and writings. Moleskine is good in all the ways.

I'm very attached to the things that surrounds me, and my notebook is one of this kind of things. Sometimes it helps me to get into the swing, sometimes it creates my own world for me, it's a place to relax and the face your train of thoughts. Moleskine is a good listener and for now it's my habit.

Postcrossing

I've become a member of postcrossing.com and I'm very happy to make such kind of connection to the world. It works easily, at first you should register yourself on this web-site, after that you can create your own profile and get the first five addresses to send a postcard for it. I made it first time. I've sent 5 post-cards to Germany, UK, Poland, Czech Republic and Belarus. Everyone who had received it, wrote me that they liked that and became happy for a moment, 'cause it's always very exiting to get a card from abroad. 

I was happy to make this connection, to make people whom I don't know happier. As for me, I don't care much about the picture on a postcard, I don't think it to play an important role. In my view, a postcard with a simple signature can tell more about a person. A postcard travels thousands of miles to get to one's arms and to start his imagination working. When I'm holding a postcard in my arms I start creating the story of it's traveling, its biography and a story of a lifetime of its sender. It's very interesting and it helps you to become closer to people and the whole world. 

Maybe it sounds too naive, but I think that it can occupy some space in our lives to creat for us such moments of imagination and joy.

What if...?

I can't fall asleep this night... again. So, I'm here to write something that is on my mind right now.

Today when I was saying to myself that everything is fine with me, I thought over about happiness. We all always have been told to appreciate the moments of happiness, 'cause they are so fleeting. I know that and I try to value the instants of unmeasurable happiness and just the simple moment when I can surely say that I'm fine, I'm not depressed, my family and friends are safe, healthy and loved. It's quite easy to be happy, we all just should learn how to rejoice the simplicity of life and everything that happens to us. I know that and I truly believe in it, but... there is always a "but" (how do I hate to hesitate!)... What if that amount of happiness is all for me? What if I never get happier? What's then? What should I do at the moment of unhappiness? I don't want to become older and think about this moment as the most happy time of my life, no! I want more! And it should not seem greedy, it's natural necessity of everyone, and everyone deserves it. 

I think that everyone should decide what amount of happiness he wants to get from life. For example, one of my friends has a happy marriage, she has a wonderful husband and adorable son, she doesn't work, 'cause she doesn't need to encourage her ambitions, she's enough. I'm very happy for her, but as for me, I can't  be satisfied with all she has. A happy marriage and family is not enough for me. You may think that now I'm contradicting myself, but it's not so simple. Having all this, I mean happy family, is happiness for every woman, but some of us don't want to get more, 'cause they maybe just don't want to or hesitate, because none of us knows what amount of happiness we could get from life. I don't know when I should stop trying to become more happier. That's the problem.

At the moment, everything is fine with me. I'm a student of the best Uni in my city and it's one of the best from all over the world, my family is healthy and fine, I have wonderful friends about which many people could dream, and right now I'm not afraid to put the evil eye upon it, 'cause I know how to appreciate all that I have. I just don't know what to do if it's all that I can get. I know exactly what I want right know, I'm trying to get this, but what if I can't? What if I'm not for it... for happiness? Should I stop trying and just start to enjoy what I've already got? I really need an answer.

Yep, I've bought it and read it. By the way, I'm not a fan of modern literature, of course, as a philologist I always keep an eye on new novels and creations of modern writers, but I can't say that I like tendencies in literature of nowadays. 

I've heard much about this book, I knew it was a best-seller, I even saw the trailer to the movie (with an incredible Julia playing Liz), but I was hesitating for some time, 'cause I couldn't decide should I read this or not. So, I decided to buy this novel, it took me few days to decide on the language, I've chosen english! I think it's better to read a book in the original, if you know well a foreign language. 

I took this novel with me during my stay in Finland this July. I was reading it during a week, and this novel was great for me, just in time! This summer was very hard to me, I have just broken up with my boyfriend, buried my grandfather, who died of cancer, so I was outliving a family tragedy, and couldn't find a calmness and harmony. This book was very easy to read and optimistic to think and get experience. I can't say that Elizabeth Gilbert opened my eyes on many life facts I haven't known before, but it was good to me, it reminded me that everybody can  rehabilitate oneself by making the things he or she needs. Someone may go on traveling, someone may sit alone in his apartment crying all the time, everyone choses his own way (his own lifeline, I prefer to say so). The only thing you should remember about is that everything goes on, time helps you to move on and we all "attraversiamo".

There are many things in this novel, which a simple reader from Russia won't understand, for example, even me with all my european thoughts and views on life, I couldn't understand how a woman can loose everything in her early 30-ties, 'cause not every woman in my country at 30 has her own apartment and country-house, so many things depend on mentality of a person and traditions and situations of reality of her country.

another fact that surprised me a lot, was Liz's decision to start traveling. On the one hand it was a great and brave step in her life, on the other hand, it's hard to imagine a woman, leaving all her business, relations, family and friends to start traveling around the world. I think that Liz Gilbert is a very brave person and everyone has much to learn about her experience. 

I've heard much about people, like Liz, who decided to travel or move to another country or even a continent just because they'd like to, with no special reason, just because of the desire. I admire such people, unfortunately, I do not meet many of them, 'cause people like them are usually travel around Europe or USA, only few of them can be met on the streets of my city. I know that I'd like to become one of them, to travel to Europe, to live in different places and cities, to express life, to feel life in all its ways, difficulties and moments of happiness. 

Is it so hard?

Today I was sitting with my friends in a coffee-house, drinking cacao and talking about relationships. We were just like four friends from "Sex and the city", but much more younger, but in this case age doesn't play an important role, it depends on your experience, which I had enough for my ages. It was funny, but during our conversation I noticed that I had more boyfriends from other countries, than in my own city. That sounds ridiculous, but I can cross the countries on the map, where I had a love affair, and the list would be sufficient. My friends did the same and noticed that it's better and more reliably to find your soulmate in other country, 'cause guys of another mentality sometimes appreciate you more.

I have never been a fan of relationships with a guy from abroad, 'cause I need a man next to me everyday, in every case, I need to feel him closer to me, and of course I've never been mad about the idea to marry a foreigner, like some girls do, but taking into account all these facts, I should admit that it's really hard to find a person you may fall in love with or even your soulmate. Nowadays for many girls it's easier to find a soulmate (the only one!) from abroad than in their own city, that sounds crazy, but for some it is true.

I'm not sure about myself, I allow the possibility of meeting my soulmate down the street tomorrow, but my experience and a bit of cynicism tell me that it is just impossible. So I am sitting now next to the question "Is it really so hard to find yourself a half to be happy with?". Reading this question I feel myself Carrie Bradshaw sitting alone in the night only in couple with her laptop and asking herself about relationships with men, but I want this moment to be the only one during my lifetime. 

I don't want to believe in this complications!

What do I need?

I'm really tired of being told about the things I need. Everyone is trying to give me a piece of advice by saying me: "Dear, you need to become more open-minded" or "Dear, you need a man to be happy". That's ridiculous! 

I've been dating with a guy for some period of time, but we broke up and it was very hard for me, so for now I need to stay with myself, but I really have absolutely no idea of how I can explain it to people who care about me. Sometimes I just want to stay alone, not to be picked on and not to explain the reasons of my being single or so serious about my life. 

Everyone, even my mum, likes to tell me that I'm too serious about many things. Of course I am! I have only one life and I just can't stop analyzing the experience I get. I like to be uncareful in many things I do, 'cause I know what it's worth to be careful about everything, such carefulness deprives you of possibility to live your life fully. Everyone makes his own choice, I've done mine for this life period, I  want to be on my own, I need to find my balance, to develop my thoughts and ideas. I can use this free time of not dating, not working, not fucking my brain, I can write (I always wanted to write!), I can draw, read, meet new people, spend time with my friends. I can stay in harmony with myself without any stress about a man or responsibility to other people. First of all, I'm  responsible  for myself, 'cause the only person to live my life is me. So, I shouldn't be told about too serious decisions or thoughts, believe me, I know the measure, I can combine everything!

Theories, views... is it about me?

I used to be asked about my personal philosophy and points of view on many life-situations. I've never been good in answering such questions, 'cause i think every situation in your life needs special decisions and points of view, everything depends on situation. 

I always thought myself a person with an indefinite amount of principles, but now I don't want to limit my decisions and actions with theories which have no proof. There is only one thought which I use to follow. I think that during our lifetime everyone encounter with his lifeline, it may be everything, for example, a person you get to know to, an action or decision to make, something that can change your life or point of view on something, but usually it doesn't even change anything, it just makes you more experienced and tempered about life. I used to call it "lifeline" just like in my favorite song. A lifeline is something that life gives us to follow and to chose, we are to decide which one to not to let go.

For example, one of my lifelines got me here for blogging and writing, so I'm trying not to let it go. 

My great expectations

I really expect much from this idea of blogging, 'cause I want to write much about almost everything, now I have this appetite for writing and reading the thoughts of others. 

I like it.

About the language

I'm a student of philological faculty at the State Petersburg University. I'm learning spanish, french, italian and catalan. So I'm very fastidious in choosing a language to write about something. I really could start blogging in russian or spanish, but I really miss english, that's why I decided to use it.

I've been learning english since I  was 5, and I used to express my thoughts in english, I like everything about it, during all these years it has become a part of me. I decided not to continue learning english at the Uni, maybe that's why I still can't stop making mistakes in writing, but I'm still in love with english.

I used to analyze something using english words and intonations,  it's more logical and well-constructed than my mother tongue with which is very easy to make yourself  more confused with the problem. That's what I like about english, it is rather more re-confusing. 

The calm place

To be honest, I'm not a very adroit user, that's why I dawdled with the design of my blog for so long time. It took me about two hours to make everything beautiful and proper for my tastes. I suppose that the place where you decide to write down your thoughts should respond your needs to feel comfortable. I can't write anything at the notebook which I don't like, it should make a special atmosphere. 


Pretend yourself sitting in a cafe next to your friend at the moment of the question "How do you do?", but something about him doesn't let to you to speak to him honestly, to tell him everything you wanted to tell before. There's something wrong with the atmosphere maybe in a cafe or in the today's look of your friend, but in this atmosphere you stop feeling yourself open-minded and easy-going. Happens! Imagine, how great it would be, if everyone could make an appropriate atmosphere for everything.


Maybe I'm too fastidious about it, but I really can't be open to the blog which design I don't like. So I needed to create a comfortable and calm place to face my own thoughts, with what I have problems sometimes. The picture I added here was made last summer in Norway during my stay there. I can't imagine more calm and beautiful landscape than that, I felt very unworried and in harmony with myself, so I've chosen that picture to create the atmosphere of my blog.


Sometimes I feel myself very attached to things that surround me, that's why I need to be surrounded by the right things. This is a life, and we are to make choices everyday including things which are next to us.

Here I am

Hello, everyone!
Here I am with my 19 years old history and everything that adds to it. I've got no theme to make this blog, to say the truth I still don't understand the impulse that caused this blog, but here it is to be read.


I'm Dagnefur. I live in Saint-Petersburg, Russia, study philology and literature. There are many things which I like to do, to have or just to enjoy. This is it. That's all that I can say about myself at the moment, but I really hope to say more and not in few sentences. So let's make this to become the reason of my blogmaking.


So during my self-analysis I would like to become more open, 'cause all the complications of self-searching brought me to this blog. To my mind, the realization of the aim of writing in the Internet makes a good start.