A few days full of joyful celebrations and lots of coffee.

I attended my goddaughter communion. We see each other quite rarely otherwise. Zosia and her mum Agata, my primary school friend. That's the sad reality of living full-time abroad. I don't think I've been the most consistent of friends in this case, but it gets tough keeping in touch regulary with everyone in the whole world. Daily life also gets in the way. Plus you somehow naturally grow closer to the ones living nearby / people who practise a similar lifestyle to you.

A few days ago it was also my mum's imieniny, in Polish nameday - it's actually more important than a birthday in Poland, at a certain age for sure!

Oh, and got a chance to see a couple of my old uni friends: Basia and Kasia. Again, haven't seen them in years, but was lovely to hear what they are up to: work, travel, family, everyday little dramas. Together we visited the old university building where we studied Applied Linguistics and the walk down memory lane gave us mixed vibes to say the least. Crazy it's been like 16 years! And it's now a brand new, modern establishment, not the ancient Soviet bunker we endured.

These kind of meetings and catch-ups, they mean so much more to me these days. I feel time flying. I want to enjoy each passing moment.

With some people, I also love that special connection. Even if you don't speak to one another for years, you go for a random coffee and it feels like yesterday.

On family: I personally don't know if i want to have kids (5% yes, 95% no). It was never a goal in life for me, though society tried to convince me otherwise. Especially a traditional, conservative society like Poland (for all its upsides). The older I get, I can't see myself sacrificing my life for another little human and I don't get excited about babies - isn't that a red flag in itself? I'm at the point that if it ever happens it happens, if not then not. My partner is also on the fence and we both love our lives as it is. Let God decide.

On that note, my hero lately is my friend and producer Pilli who had her kid at fifty. She was only ready for it then and the universe made it happen.

But I love that my mum still preps my bed when I'm home. So cute and caring.