
Nastal'giya...
Nikogda i ne podozreval, chto eto slovo budet otzuvat'sya vo mne chem-to teplum i zhelannum...
Ran'she, vse proshlue sobutiya vosprinimalis' vshtuki...
Slishkom rezko i negativno ya togda vse vosprinimal, ochen' legko otkazuvalsya ot chego-to ranee vazhnogo...
V princupe, ya i seychas legko mogu otkazat'sya ot chego-to i pomenyat' sebya koordinal'no...v etom ya uzhe ubedilsya...
No vot v poslednee vremya snova hochetsya perezhit' to, chto uzhe perezhival...
Ne znayu s chego vzyalos' eto ostroe oschyuchenie...navernoe ya prosto snova soskuchilsya...
Vse otdaet zapahom proshlogo...lyudi...veschi...ulica...doma...
Posmotrev nemnogo vdal' i chyut' prischyurivshis' ozhivayut vospominaniya i vihrem pronosyatsya v soznanii...