I have some good news. Today I received another confirmation that they are waiting for me at the embassy. But since the members of the international delegations have been evacuated, they cannot help me here.
Explosions were heard this morning, but I think it happened on the outskirts of Kyiv. Neighbors knocked on my door and took me to the basement with them. We stayed there for 2 hours. My neighbor turns out to have been born in Kazakhstan and has been living in Kyiv for more than 20 years. She is waiting for her family from Kazakhstan when they can cross the border and pick her up. I immediately asked her to take me with them and leave me at the border with Europe. There I will be able to figure out for myself how to go further. She promised to talk to them about it. This already gives me at least some chance.
How I want to forget about all this horror. But it doesn't always depend on the person himself. I have already stopped taking information so sharply and watching the news all day.
When I got home, I imagined how we met in a restaurant, drinking a couple of glasses of wine, having a nice conversation with each other. As if there was nothing wrong. After such events, I really lack calm. Get up in the morning not from an explosion, but from someone's pleasant words.
xxx, I've never had sex with a foreigner. Have you had any sexual experience with a woman from my country?
I don't drink a lot of alcohol, but I can afford a glass of wine or champagne. I also don't smoke, but I don't mind if someone smokes next to me. This is everyone's choice.
I'm so ashamed that I didn't have time to answer you right away. I hope you understand that life here is far from ordinary. I hope you can forgive me. And to earn forgiveness, I'm sending you new photos. Can you take photos that might turn me on?
I kiss you, Kateryna
p.s. Life goes on, no one will take away our right to life