Life is made up of hundreds of thousands of drops of events that happen for someone over a long 10 or even 20 years. But then there's the one where in just a couple years, your life picks up a whole picture of drops, where some are bigger, others smaller. With amazing durability, all these sotri drops are held together as a whole so that the picture doesn't lose its beauty, which, by the way, can be scary. Strangely, neither wind nor physical contact can measure the painting... its image and outline are all true to form. Still convey their emotion and give feelings.
And even the emerging desire to sweep it all away at once... is somehow restrained by unknown forces. One doesn't always want to take on such responsibility. But nevertheless... if such a thought appears, a person finds a way - substitution of concepts or replacement. All the drops, one by one, will slowly evaporate if you replace the "juice" of each with a new and, most importantly, brighter flavor. And yes, the flavor may not be so pleasant, because it disappears soon, but as a weapon it fits perfectly.
Drop by drop, the picture will evaporate completely... forever. And even from new drops of the same "flavor" it will not be possible to assemble the same picture. Even if it will be similar, it will not be the same. Unconscious comparison will arise in your mind at the first glance at the picture. You will see it - the same one, not the one in front of you now.
I will not be able to make a conclusion, summarize and voice a moral... There is no verdict, because everyone will find something different in these lines. Whether to appreciate these "drops" or to burn them, replacing them with something new - everyone will decide. And I have long ago decided for myself...