July 2025

Sardinia. Azure water, limestone cliffs, evening light turning Olbia into something from a postcard. Perfect antidote to Moscow’s intensity. The quiet here is productive in ways city noise never allows. Been mapping out alternative endings for the interactive novel whilst watching fishing boats drift across the harbour. Digital analytics coursework finally clicking into place. All […]

Moscow feels different now. Walking streets that used to be automatic, noticing things that were invisible before I left. Four years abroad changes your relationship with home. The city looks the same but I’m seeing it through foreign eyes. Architectural details I never registered, social dynamics I took for granted, the particular quality of summer