Oksana Robski. The day of happiness - tomorrow (№ 287846)

I tried to relax and nothing to think. The brain itself, my words and my voice continued its monologue... I tried a last resort. Introduced myself a little in my head. And carrying a huge broom. And I methodically from left to right swept his own thoughts.
The main thing - not to be distracted. Much to wave a broom - tzhik, tzhik, and thoughts do not have time to form into words. TJ-W-zhik, TJ-W, putt...