The only thing I learned from childhood is that if a woman starts crying in front of you give her something sweet to eat, then her mood improves immediately.
When I am asked what I would like, I don't want anything at all at first. “No matter what it is, it won't make me happy”, I usually think at such moments. At the same time, I could never refuse a present even if I didn't like it at all. I couldn't say “I don't need it”, and even though I liked the thing I would feel horrible in the end as if I had recieved something stolen, some inexplainable fear followed me. To make a long story short, I wasn't able to solve this dilemma. In later life, this feature of my character seemed to be the most important reason for my shameful existence.
Oh, people. You do not understand each other at all. You consider someone to be your best friend, meanwhile your idea of him is completely wrong. When that friend dies you cry your heart out above his coffin say some blessing. Oh, people.
I remember once when I was a child, I saw a metro in a book, and also for a long time I considered it to be not a transport created for practical use, but an exciting amusement. How fabulous is that to have a ride on a train underground!
