Here they are.
Well, it's quite good, very good i can say, cause i don't think it's so nice for me to like living alone - but i did, so, now, when they came back, life became so noisy - and that could be a point from witch i will try to be myself again. U know, I was alway noisy even alone - and i think it was great time. What is now? Independence? I've been always afraid of it, but today even like it.
That's why i want to be back to beginnings.
Or don't want?
Well, don't know - it's actually.

Но вообще-то это всё неважно. И правда! Можно сочетать в себе сразу несколько вещей и желаний. А я просто устала. Нужно собрать в себе остатки силы - и добороться до конца, и побдеить. Ещё немного осталось...
А потом... потом будет отдых! Настоящий! Солнечный, испанский, яркий.
А пока - Гончаров, Толстой, Бунин. И нервы, и даже страх, но реже. И улыбки - такие истерические...
И я даже не фотографировала давно.