04/06/2026 - The coldest heart is often the most warm.

Language: English. Mood: Tired. Listening to: Nothing. Drinking: Water. Eating: Nothing. Ate pasta with a different sauce, I'll add it later on. Watching: Reels. Reading: Nothing. Playing: Nothing. Moon: - Weather: Just the right amount of sun, warm and cold.

I think I'm trying to be consistent for a whole month and I think I'd like to recreate something I've already did in the past with my blog posts.

I really like using this text editor for typing, but my concern goes to my ability to share and capture the mundane or feeling free enough to hit the publish button without much care.

Today I went to the shelter again, but I was late and M. offered me a ride: she didn't end up giving me one because we don't live in the same area, but it was genuinely nice from her. It's a rare thing, here, to help each other.

I guess volunteering brings up some people together.

It was a nice day for walking around.

At lunch, I ate the best pasta in rosso in the whole world because of a special ingredient.

But the same special ingredient happened to be a little too much at dinner because mom exaggerated with the doses.

It's still a good pasta, though.

I didn't do anything after my morning volunteering shift aside from watching rerls on reels because I need to make myself tired and fall asleep soon: today I drive.

My driving school messaged me on WhatsApp and asked me to go sign some papers, without adding anything, as usual.
I hope I'm exiting on the exam rooster.

Happy that user contacted me for that predator problem on SpaceHey.

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All in all, tofay I'm grateful for: Z. becoming a puppy and searching for pets from my mom and me, M. offering me a ride, R., M.ino and Y. being friendly with each other, the dog shelter taking in some of my suggestions, Pagecord giving a second blog, SpaceHey users banding against predators online, my BeReal consistency, pasta, mom, Balkan and Serbian reels.

Dreams dreamed: No one.