All is well, friends..
A ten-day vacation..!
And this is like a squirrel in a wheel, "CONSTRUCTION"
Nails, concrete, and plans - instead of rest...
> After a noisy day, when the sun generously poured heat on every blade of grass, the evening slowly wrapped the city in the embrace of silence. The air cooled like a cup of tea left on the windowsill. And in this silence — nothing rushes. Only a gentle breeze turns the pages of thoughts, and the stars drip on the dark sky like paint from the master’s brush... And you stand silently on the threshold of the evening — between memory and hope, between light and shadow. Everything is in its place. And in this harmony — something extraordinarily human...
