Certainly I half dream life to get to America, or to Britain
to visit on these dizzy get-togethers:) probably it just is dreams ( Which never made
on Ukraine there are good places for rest, but they not for me)
Sometimes it seems to me that my roots go from the English-language countries, it ubevaet me to me right through life, I want bistree to escape from this frigging motherland but as a money govern the world I do not can this to do: (
I beg pardon for mistakes!