Here I was thinking (yes, nothing incredible, I'm able to think and to analize my life too, sometime) about all, that have happened within last two, well, slightly more, than two months with me, I was thinking of everything: of people, I've been with, of circumstances I've been in, of my lucky escape home, of friends and not really friends, that were waiting for my return here, of the every single thing, that has had a place after I came home, and here I realized one thing - the world and the Fate were good to me, and the people were all good to me generally, all of them, except a few, so why should I think of those few, who weren't kind, who weren't thoughtfull, who weren't compassionate, who weren't worthy of been called -people-. And after I undrestood this, I looked around with slightly different attitude towards everything, that is only going to be in my life. I'm thinking now, that, mostly, I am right with everything I'm doing, I should only learn pretty well, that those, who love us, never make us cry.....