4 нояб. 2011 г.

A few minutes here (Minsk, I love you)

Coming back home is always a pleasant thing to do. Oh, joy) Mom's hot hugs and pies, Daddy's "so tell us what you did there", friends again! I like living out of suitcases!
..what impresses me here...

 But you are so gloomy, dear. I am desperately trying to find vivid colors, catching every glimpse of traffic lights, or reflections on my windscreen. Promise me, I will see you only when you'll be alive)
 Some evening adventures that will make me run faster to burn calories)

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