Everything in my life is so unpredictable. I was going to go to bed early after a hard day before another no less difficult. But the nervous tension accumulated over the day did not allow me to close my eyes. Okay, I think I will do some things to unload a little the next day. It was about an hour, things finished, decided to drink a whisky to sleep stronger. Another hour passed. Viscary made you want clearly not sleep, but rest, and not the soul, but rather the body. A lot of time has passed. At four o’clock in the morning, with an unhealthy smile on my face, I realize that I am sitting in a cheap border nearby and despite the time that has already expired, I am discussing the role of Wahhabites in the Islamic religion with an Uzbek prostitute. Everything in my life is so unpredictable :))))