and even with clothes. That is, I am completely in this world of the family, but there is one “but”: I am alone. And because of this I feel really uneasy. As if the heart is aching, the soul is aching. What is one to do?
And further on I tell him:
— Can you imagine, a couple of days ago such an interesting story takes place, that is, it happened on the sixteenth… One could say earlier, too, but the sixteenth is the key one. What is happening? When there were holidays — the New Year, Catholic and Orthodox Christmas, then the thirteenth — the old New Year… All this time I cannot restrain myself, I am tearing towards people, there is some kind of need. But all the people who are drawn to me are light ones. And I see only light people.
And what I did: I found my classmates, my friends from camp, my friends from the neighbourhood, my relatives, I unblocked everyone, I wrote greetings to everyone for the New Year, Christmas and all the holidays. And while I was monitoring social networks, in order to look around and remember whom I might have forgotten, or who was looking for me… And really, a great many people had lost me, because I was not on social networks for a long time, I did not sit there, I blocked everyone back from the moment of the pandemic, from 2020. That is, just imagine, people could not get in touch with me for five years. Well, everyone is kind, everyone is understanding. A few people, of course, said that I am still a piece of work. I say: “I agree, but on the other hand, do understand me too.” They answer: “Yes, we understand, you were always like that.” I say: “Well, thank you for the understanding.” Everything is just with such warmth and kindness.
And I see a girl — sort of familiar. I know her for certain, but I don’t remember from where. And I see that she is subscribed to me on social networks. I write to her:
— Hi! Happy holidays. And who are you? Remind me, sorry, I am a strange person. Who are you in general? Probably my reader?
— No.
— Alright, not a reader.