Communication is so difficult. It is easy to listen. It is easy to listen but it is annoying not to get everything that is said. It is hard to listen when half of the text is disappearing. But it is even harder to find the way to reply and be understood. It takes just ages to chose the correct words, not to make mistakes and finally say them out. It is just terrifying to see from the partners face that nothing is understood and the words are just fallen down to the ground or gone by the wind... But tomorrow will be everything made clear. Tomorrow, tomorrow, there is always tomorrow. Or not?
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Paris! There is allways Paris!
Товарищ Маша, все правда было так ужасно мучительно? охохо...
No-no Svetka! Was not at all painful, exhausting... Was great.
Just today, finally TODAY, and hopefully not again tomorrow will be the TALK postponed for 2 moths. Much more difficult to find a common language than with quickly speaking Lena, Ksjusha, Zhenja or Ljoha по-русски.
Oh, Lasuurtihane. Seems that sb keeps you in a cage. To not worry, by the end of August you are free. And Paris is still there...
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