Woke up this morning with a feeling of "nothing bad in the world". Obviously only until I remembered the war.
In the last few days I had followed an account of someone in Mykolaev (aka Nikolaev). At night when I went to bed, the account was quiet for 5h, so now I rushed to check if there is some sign of life. Which there was. Amongst other posts, there was a link to an article in Novaya Gazeta about the situation in Nikolaev. It will take me a while to work myself through that.