Zofia

Sometimes I completely lose myself in clothing design – I spread fabrics across the floor, mix textures and colors, and hours slip by before I notice. I weave in herbalism too, testing natural dyes and oils that later show up in my sketches. Climbing takes me somewhere else, literally and in my head, especially when a weekend turns into hours on the wall or rocks. I like that state when something pulls me so strongly that everything else fades. I’m looking for a man who has his own topics and doesn’t treat my disappearing as a problem. Independence matters to me, yet in the evenings I enjoy feeling someone’s presence and talking about what happened. He doesn’t need to share my hobbies, it’s enough if he asks what worked for me and why those particular fabrics or herbs. If you also know moments when something completely absorbs you, write what you’ve recently fallen into. I’d like to hear what drives you.