Quite often I began to remember the past. And then I came across an aphorism by the great A.P. Chekhov: “It’s good where we are not: in the past we are no longer there, and it seems beautiful.” If not beautiful, then something special when you experience something for the first time. And today, from the height of the years lived and the past, you see happiness in others, and past problems seem naive, as do desires... modest and very easily achievable.
Рубрика: Мысли
The greyness of our city makes me feel sick???