In those days when the world seems to lack bright light, and a sunny disposition hides behind grey clouds, you instinctively look for it elsewhere. Perhaps in a warm conversation
For sunny afternoon
Sometimes it feels like the world has become too loud. Every sound carries a hint of haste, every second demands to be productive. And so I keep looking for music
I want to tell you about a musical discovery that suddenly became a small island of calm for me today. You know, I was browsing through new lo-fi releases, searching
Tonight was cold and somewhat lonely, until the melody of On The Sunny Roads by Clelia Felix slipped into my headphones. And suddenly, everything around me shifted in color. Outside,
Autumn is already approaching—not abruptly, not with rains, but like a quiet shadow following close behind. Summer still lingers, clinging to the warm rays that stubbornly spill across the keyboard
Sometimes, I sit in my gray office, trying to catch the sunbeams that slip through the window, and realize they barely touch anything inside me. The warmth brushes my skin,





