Happiness - is when you live ...

Happiness - is when you live alone, without changing anything, and the other - as well - close. And then you go in the same bed, and there is as warm and cozy. And you can turn your back on him to stumble upon your neck and puffed sleepily. And your other hand on top of your cover of all - storms, earthquakes, falling meteorites, and you can sleep.

- Xenia Dukhov