Wiktoria

Hey, after a long day I like to sink my hands into clay and shape bowls that might end up on someone’s table, or twist thin wires into delicate bracelets I wear myself. Winter swimming in the morning leaves this crisp feeling under my skin that lasts all day, and in the evenings I often sit over a chessboard or sketch rooflines of old buildings from a café window. Volunteering at the shelter reminds me how much quiet presence can mean. I’m looking for a man who also knows how to slow down – someone with whom you don’t have to fill every silence with words, because sometimes a look or a shared cup of tea after a heavy day is enough. I like it when someone moves through the world with curiosity and isn’t afraid to show what they really feel. If after reading this you feel like telling me what moved you lately, or just saying hi, go ahead. I’m waiting for your move.