Вторник, 2 апреля 2013 г. Весна тревожит и тревожит мою память, а та уносит в далекое неповторимое детство. Мы с братом - ученики начальной школы. Целыми днями пропадаем на улице. Любимое занятие -пробивать дорожки ручейкам или, наоборот - делать запруды. Над нами высокое голубое небо,яркое солнце. Звенит мартовская капель, пахнет весенним снегом, талой водой. Со всех пригорков несутся шумные ручейки.

Of sunlight, silence,. Something silk, a sibilance,. The turning pages of a book,. A breath that made me look.

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Saturday, January 1, 2011. A girl knocked on my door. She was nervous, as I was. It ended up that she asked me out for lunch, so we went on a date. That was the first dream. Every night after that first one I have had a dream. Me and her sitting on a park bench oblivious to the world around us. All we do is talk. The weather, sports, politics, anything my mind wants to get out.

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