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It's strange that people, out of habit, continue to say kind

We are the leaves...

Leave a good mark on this world...

I’m starting to create with my soul...

On the verge of sleep... the languor is so sweet, so hot... she is so seductively naked in the whirlpool of thoughts... drop after drop... time hangs behind the glass of the vessel, only hundreds of tiny circles, born at the moment of touch, run along the hot smooth surface, merging with it, looking for salvation from the monochrome bustle...

If there is darkness in the soul.

If a lioness in the long grass is once bitten by a snake, she will stay away from the grass. If someone is eaten by a crocodile at a watering hole, the witnesses will choose another place for the watering hole. And only homo sapiens gets the hang of it at work and, waking up at home the next morning, gets ready and goes there.

Morning is always the beginning. Another opportunity to become better than yesterday, change your attitude towards something, see from a different angle, be surprised, decide to do something new, smile, accept, let go.

calmly, without thinking, simply.

Morning is like a separate religion, it is with him that the soul of the day begins.

pulled the trigger.

Morning. She is sleeping. The unceremonious sun, ignoring the glass and the curtains, enters the room, climbs up the sheet and licks the cheeks like a puppy...

And if you have ever loved a person in such a way that when he enters a room, it seems as if all the oxygen evaporates from it instantly, then you know some truths. Here are the unchanging truths about love: you are ready to give this person everything in your world and beyond your orbit. And if he dreams that the morning will come, then you want to be for him this morning. And if he needs stars, you want to be those particles of light. And you also want to just sit next to him and know that he is doing well. You just want to be a witness to his greatness, you want to be right there, next to him, in this moment. You want this honor for yourself - to be in his life.

It was an honest and strange conversation with women I had never met before. None of us had all the answers. But that didn't seem like the goal. I needed to see it, like when you finally stop asking questions and start living the answers out loud.