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[Alexandr Korol]

And when I finally broke free from this influence for good, it was on the night from the first to the second, just sitting in bed again, writing everything down, analyzing everything. And imagine – just to give you an idea – the guys who were messaging me about money weren’t even asking for extra money. I only thought they were. And I scolded them so badly that the poor guys got scared when all they wanted to do was warn me. They just wanted to let me know that they couldn’t fully control the situation and that customs in Russia might ask for payment at the border. They were simply asking me to check with customs, to clarify how to properly send the goods to a company and what the cost might be. That’s all. The shipment itself was, of course, completely covered on their end – I had already paid for everything, and they weren’t asking me for a single extra cent. But just imagine, I completely misunderstood them, misinterpreted the translation, misheard them, and it was like an illusion – except multiplied by a hundred. I took it as an attack, as if they were coming at me with knives. Just imagine what kind of illusion, what kind of deception that was? And I scolded them like they were little kids, to the point where I bet they’re still having sleepless nights, when in reality, they didn’t mean anything bad at all. And now about the hotel. They did find me a table. But I scolded them so badly that for days, they were practically saluting me. They got scared, they found me a table. And in the end, all I had to do was wait a bit. The table was found. See? There was no need for all that fuss. It was just a matter of patience. And honestly, why was I in such a hurry? To whom, if not to me, does it make absolutely no difference whether it’s December 31 or January 1? Yet I latched onto it as if I were the most capricious and scandalous person in the world, for whom this date was of extreme importance.
Well, now it gets even more interesting. The person who sent me that text message on the 30th – turns out, they just wanted to apologize on behalf of someone else and wish me a Happy New Year. And here I was, already telling them, “If anyone disturbs me again – I’ll tear them apart,” and they replied, “Sorry, Alexandr, I just wanted to apologize for someone who acted foolishly and to wish you a Happy New Year.” You see? And I had already convinced myself that I was being hunted by obsessed fans and that I needed to take action. Just imagine how far gone my mind was. I mean, I’m the very person who has always pulled others out of illusions. I’m the one who, every time people get