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The day began with warm weather and a peaceful morning. When I woke up and looked out the window, everything was calm and white. The blizzard had ended, and only the wind gently moved the snow between the trees, as if it were playing with it and enjoying itself. All the roads and sidewalks were buried under snow — including the parking spot where I left my car. Some residents had already cleared their parking spaces and marked them as their own. Honestly, this situation makes me feel a bit sad. It has always bothered me. Sometimes it feels like everyone wants to claim something only for themselves.
This was me during my evening walk — wrapped in my blue parka, moving slowly through the heavy blizzard as snowflakes covered the streets
My morning started with a strange dream that left an uneasy feeling behind. Throughout the day, I struggled with my work assignments and found it incredibly difficult to focus. I felt irritated for no clear reason. Maybe that strange dream subtly affected my mood and, as a result, influenced my workflow. I genuinely tried to push myself to stay productive, but everything seemed to go in the wrong direction. At one point, I couldn’t even understand how to properly begin reviewing my task. It felt like a typical dull Monday — heavy, silent, and unmotivating.
My weekend morning started a bit late—I slept until 10 AM. After waking up, I didn’t feel like getting out of bed and starting my routine. My bed seemed to pull me in like a magnet, or maybe I had just put down roots during the night. So instead of getting up, I stayed in bed, enjoying the quiet time. I kept promising myself I would get up in ten minutes, over and over again, until finally, around 11 AM, I got up.
Today I drove to Kazan for a dental check-up. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a rather unproductive trip. I spent nearly three hours on the road, while the appointment itself lasted no more than ten minutes. The dentist simply checked my implants, asked how I was feeling, and confirmed that everything was fine.
To be honest, I already knew that. I haven’t experienced any discomfort, and the surgery area has fully healed. So I couldn’t help but feel slightly confused — was it really worth spending so much time on the road for such a brief visit?
Yesterday evening didn’t go well. I actually have two possible explanations for why I got sick. First, it could have been food poisoning. Second, it might just be the flu. I suspect food poisoning because during dinner I ate some seaweed that wasn’t very fresh. I had opened it on Tuesday and didn’t finish it at the time. Later, after my evening walk, I came back home and decided to drink some water and have a few cookies. One of the cookies tasted slightly strange. It wasn’t terrible, just a bit different from the first one. I didn’t pay much attention to it and continued eating.
The weather was wild. The temperature had dropped to -12 degrees, and the wind was blowing fiercely. Even though -12 doesn’t always sound dramatic on paper, the wind made it feel bitterly cold and almost unbearable. After just twenty minutes outside, I gave up. I simply walked around my neighborhood once and headed back home.
But that short walk wasn’t completely ordinary. There he was — Santa Claus — still hanging on the wall as if the New Year holidays had never ended. It seemed they had forgotten to take him down. I had noticed him before, but I didn’t manage to take a photo. This time, however, I finally decided to capture the moment.
During the first part of the day, I was basically free. My team lead went on vacation, and the colleague who temporarily replaced him couldn’t find any tasks for me. He only asked me to check my previous tasks that were on hold. I reviewed them, but I didn’t find anything that really needed fixing. Most of those tasks only had questions for the team lead, and some of them were no longer relevant. As a result, the first part of my day was quite relaxing.
This is the first book I’ve ever ordered to improve my English — “Fluent Forever.” I hope it helps me become fluent and stay that way for life. Photo found here
My second order: a set of eight Harry Potter books. I’ve never read the Russian version, so I want to finish the entire series this year. Photo found here
I want to start this post by talking about yesterday and how I fixed the problems with my blog. In my previous post, I mentioned the Telegram integration issues, so here I’ll briefly explain what happened and why. But before that, I want to talk about my sleep. I went to bed at around 3 a.m. Until that moment, I was trying to figure out what was wrong. I didn’t want to leave the issue unresolved, and I was deeply involved in the process. Because of that, I simply couldn’t calm down and go to sleep. The problem kept pulling me back, and it wouldn’t let me rest.
Today was extremely busy. I woke up at 10 AM and, after my morning routine, immediately dove into completing my blog updates. Yesterday, I had shared my plans and activities, and today I was determined to finish all the updates as quickly as possible. However, I ended up spending the entire day troubleshooting bugs and errors. Fortunately, I managed to finalize my database structure and implement a comment rating system. Once my tasks were complete, I finally allowed myself to relax, admired my progress, and went for a walk.
The day was quiet and enjoyable. I stayed at home and, as part of my daily routine, watched the snow fall nonstop. I even received emergency alerts on my phone about the snowfall, but it didn’t feel particularly serious. The snow was falling steadily throughout the day, and by evening the roads and sidewalks were completely covered. City services had to work nonstop, and the whole city felt slower than usual. Personally, I didn’t find it inconvenient at all. On the contrary, the atmosphere felt calm and peaceful. From my window, everything looked white and quiet, and the hill nearby was completely covered in snow, almost invisible.
This Friday began sunny, and the morning light immediately caught my attention as soon as I woke up. I looked out the window, and everything appeared so bright and vivid. The sky was a deep blue, the sun warmed the rooftops, and the streets lay peacefully beneath it. I felt calm and happy, absorbed by the beauty of the morning. It was the kind of scene I could watch endlessly—but I had my morning routine to follow, so I reluctantly left my bedroom to start the day.
The temperature was -11°C, and the wind was extremely cold. I only really felt it during my walk. Until that moment, I had spent the day at home and thought the weather outside was comfortable. However, I decided to continue my walk and didn’t want to spend my evening inside. I chose to spend an hour outside, even though the weather conditions were far from ideal. The city streets were quiet and almost empty, and I met only a few people along the way. The wind blew directly into my face, making it feel frozen. At that moment, I tried to walk as fast as possible because I wanted to find somewhere warm to thaw my hands and face.