День: 4 февраля 2020

» There are times, I feel abandoned. In such moments, I love to walk along the seaside and look across the horizon. It was windy, cold, but I love the sand and waves caused by breeze. As I walked, I saw a feather. «Seagull» I thought. I picked it up and gasoline flew down my fingers. I thought «If we ruin the nature, we ruin ourselves»