December 6.
Today there are several important and valuable dates.
My parents’ wedding day.
Armed Forces Day. And just a wonderful winter sunny day.
The 286th day of war begins with gratitude for our armed forces for another morning with a peaceful sky. A little later, good news from the financial front.
Life becomes more pleasant when you don’t have to think about where to get money to feed the cats or butter for your bread.
Life becomes more attractive when there are people in it who are able to do Actions.
Today I feel not only joy, but also pain.
The pain is physical. But apart from the disfigurement, it is a sure sign that I am alive, that my body is working as nature intended.
Pain is life, it is a sign that you still exist, that something needs to be done.
And I do.
I breathe with a full chest. I grab the sun’s rays in my hands. I smile at the cats and the next decisive step into the unknown.

Tomorrow awaits and is formed today.
Today I do what tomorrow will be today.
The desire to change everything that surrounds me and does not satisfy me pushes to take decisive action and risks.
When I’m unlucky, when risk becomes another reason to fall, I, feeling pain, remind myself again that I’m alive, that if I didn’t fall or it didn’t hurt, then it’s like I didn’t live at all.
So I’m happy about everything.
I’m happy with the barely warm central heating batteries.
I’m happy with minus eight in the morning.
I’m happy with the rustle of the keyboard, which obediently fulfills the wishes of my fingers.
I’m happy with my confidence and lack of doubts.

The lights are not turned off for the third day in a row, although yesterday the damned muscovites again shelled many of our Ukrainian cities.
I even allowed myself to take a hot bath, using as much as 7 kW to heat the water in the boiler (usually I spend 3 times less).
I am so ready for shutdowns that I hardly leave my workplace and constantly do something at the computer. It seems to me every minute that the energy will disappear and I will again read a book in complete silence or go for a walk in the winter city.
Discovered Reddit for myself. I go there several times a day just to at least read English texts, give some answers, advices.
I wonder what different opinions and observations people have. How different we all are and how much we have in common in the illusory awareness of mutual understanding…
Volodymyr Zahnybida
Literary and movie critic. Born and raised in Ukraine. Interested in writing all my life, but I began feel myself as a writer only a couple of years ago.
Within my blog, I seek out inspiration, delve into self-discovery, search for answers to questions, and provide responses to current topics.








