Book: 3 Months to New Year

The next morning has come, and she still shows me off to work in her warm and cozy sweater. So many years have passed, but she is the closest person.

Could I catch up with her, say that I won't let her go? I was looking for other women, being alone all the time. Sometimes it seems to me that fate or the Universe exists - it was my copy: just as cold, and sometimes hot, it also seeks the truth that is unknown to anyone.

We are afraid of responsibility and unnecessary problems, although happiness is worth more.

And so my days passed: I entered the role.

Miracles exist only in fairy tales for children, they are always very beautiful and colorful. Gifts packed in a beautiful wrapper, festive tree.

The feeling of stress like a bird was beating in my chest, I wanted to catch my breath, take a break, but my brain did not let go of thinking about all the things that I have to do