Still, I hope... (thoughts)

I hope that Estonia, Lithuania and Latvia will not be attacked.

This madness simply must not spread.

Russia will simply shoot itself in the head by continuing the war on a new front.

And I don't care what happens to Russia. I hope that Putin will finally be buried and that whole country will fall apart.

I hope more normal people don't get hurt.

I don't want to wake up again at 5 am and read new tweets that I've already read.

Of course, all this could have been stopped 2 years ago.

If only politicians would make tough decisions and provide more aid to Ukraine.

Unfortunately, the world continued to watch... and did only minimal things.

And now we are where Moscow is planning an attack on NATO countries.

I really have a sense of deja vu.

There is a vague premonition of something bad.

Unfortunately, this is just my hunch.

All that remains is to observe the world from my bubble.

And to prepare again? To prepare for what is impossible to be prepared for.

There was no time for a whole week.

The day just begins, and then it ends.

And this constant feeling and understanding that I haven't had time for anything.

And my studies took up the most time.

I don't know if I will be able to pass the exams.

And I can't say that I was able to learn a lot.

But, probably the thing that school helped me the most was the language.

I still have problems with vocabulary and major problems with writing.

But at least I'm not so afraid to speak and I try to write.

Recently, when I was changing my debit card, I realized that I've been here for a long time.

At the very beginning, I felt really bad and was very worried about whether I had done the right thing by staying abroad.

But this is my reality now. I am here where I am.

Then, a serious change in my life pulled me out of depression.

Now I sometimes have depression. But I try to hold on.

In particular, my creativity keeps me going.