The world is so gray with its tragedies, only ancient houses dilute it. Leaving your head in business, you don't even have time to look up and remember that you can fantasize. It's like when you stop talking about something, raise your head to the sky and turn around immersed in the world of imagination and dream ideals.

Under the maximum bit of the life-saving track, you pathetically walk down the street, imagining yourself as the boss or pop star of the center of the universe.

It's as if the whole world revolves around you. Probably so for everyone "I". Why the selfish nature of man wants all his crazy on it. I watched and admired only her.

In general, if you think about it, it's just scary and cruel, when the world revolves only around the young and beautiful, and people with extensive experience are removed from the script.

The only thing they forget is that everyone will be in that place: a survivor of trends and no one needs. For so many centuries, people have not understood this. But there would be no such problem if everyone thought about it.

It would be much less sad if there was no division into "old and young" and people hung out together and created something in common, sharing different points of view. Then no one would feel unnecessary and this chain would be endless.

And houses have been watching that insanity and injustice for many centuries...

Thank you @tattoodjay for #Wednesdaywalk initiative