Holder of the honorary title “lord of deprived alarm clocks.” With a 98% probability I can distinguish a cat from a loaf of bread at a distance. 🍞🐱 I negotiate with my laziness at the highest level and collect awkward pauses. Chaos is my second language, sarcasm is my first.

I’m talking about the meaning of life while I’m picking cookies out of a packet. 🧦 I tamed my anxiety: now she comes on schedule and drinks cocoa with me. I plan to one day learn the language of the stars, but for now I’ll just wink in a friendly manner. I believe that kindness is the most underrated superpower.

I keep tickets from a movie I never got to. 🎞 I see dreams with subtitles in a fictitious language. I can tell time by the smell of coffee and believe that every shadow has its own character. I live on the border between “too weird” and “why not.”

My resume includes: embroidery enthusiast (1 day), ukulele player (3 chords), karateka (0 belts). I learned how to cook lasagna, because it’s a beautiful word. 🍝 I analyze my dreams in the morning as seriously as if I was paid for it. If you see me with a notepad, I’m not businesslike, I’m writing down another brilliantly useless thought.