"I walk around too slow" Audi ", open the window, light a rain intensified He seems sullen and Assertive Or for the summer, I lost touch with the autumn rains, that's all I think about what lies ahead:.... How many days, light , clear - their contents will not be affected by weather conditions, I think about how I will give Waterfall her favorite colors, and she, as always, embarrassed, would anxiously ask trivia I know all of its defensive reactions and their manifestations, but.. I only important depth Waterfall there -. and it brings me back until something strange, subtle attempts to tighten in the past, such attempts, checks are constantly -. humbled important each time to re-discover the basics and keep today's rain is also a test of strength.. : gloomy rain reminiscent of how I shot myself a painful words I need to pass this way to quickly get to the house, where all the ghosts disappear...

I press on the gas, turn on the right-hand lane. Wiper blades are not keeping pace with the heavenly stream. Visibility is weak. It is necessary to slow down the speed closer to the bridge, after five or six minutes, and I'm home. The speedometer needle moves down. I am entering the bridge. Rear-end collision. A loud, sharp. The roar in his ears. It is necessary to hold the steering wheel. The machine spins. Because of the rain I do not see anything, all painted in a solid black color. Fight, hear, fight! I tear off yourself from the sticky black, running away, covering his face. In vain. Black catches. Silence."