For me, the most important thing in people is sincerity. I don’t like it when real feelings are hidden behind beautiful words. I also really appreciate the opportunity to listen, not just nod, but actually hear what I have to say. And, probably, the most precious thing is when a person nearby notices the same thing as me. At such moments, it’s as if you are becoming closer on some completely different level.

My name is Kira. I adore historical films, with them I seem to be transported to another era: I catch every detail, imagine how people lived, what they dreamed of and what they were afraid of. I also really love going to the theater, the live performance, the scenery, the atmosphere of the hall... It's always a special evening that you want to remember. And after the performance, I like to just be a little alone with nature: take a walk in the park, stand by the river, watch how the light changes, how the wind moves the leaves, how the birds circle in the sky. At such moments, everything unnecessary seems to dissolve, leaving only silence, beauty around and a pleasant feeling that the world is much more interesting than it seems at first glance.

I like to look for echoes of the past in ordinary things: in an old facade, in a theater poster, in the rustle of leaves. And on a walk, all this seems to dissolve, and only the beauty of the moment remains: a ray of sunshine on the grass, the cry of a seagull, the wind turning the pages of an invisible book. At such moments, I understand: happiness lies in the ability to notice both distant and close.

I have my own little rituals, without them, the day doesn’t seem to work out. In the mornings, I make sure to brew tea in my favorite mug and just look out the window for a couple of minutes: it doesn’t matter whether it’s raining or the sun is shining the main thing is that there is this pause to exhale and collect my thoughts. Once a week I try to go to a bookstore I don’t have to buy anything, I just need to walk between the shelves, inhale the smell of paper, and flip through the pages. And in the evenings, if the day has been hard, I turn on an old movie and wrap myself in a blanket: in these familiar little things there is a coziness that helps you feel safe again. For me, these are not just habits they are small anchors that remind me: even in the hustle and bustle you can find your quiet corner