With the arrival of... me

I just returned from Kiev, an hour and a half ago, and my city is so constant, he saw me off like a cold wind, snow, ice, and a bunch of accidents on the roads. This is her, my own Alexandria - cold, but with a burning heart.
I'll tell you about my trip to Kiev, about my meetings and acquaintances, about the mood, about the help and care of completely unfamiliar people, thanks to which, in a strange city, I felt at home. I am very pleased with all today's (although, rather, already yesterday) meetings and events. Even to those who initially thought "a very bad idea."
Still, I will tell you that trips in a econom-class are never brought to the good, but to shattered nerves - please. A pack of cigarettes a day and a cup of bitter and sweet tea with motherwort is a recipe for my peace of mind.
I'll tell you when the yearning will be a little less.
In the meantime, I'm sitting in my dressing gown after bathing, listening to quiet music, drinking motherwort tea and spitting venom in social networks. Rudeness is not an indicator, it's just a way to relieve stress.

P.S. Listen, people, but you yourself have time to go to all those parties, which you invite in all kinds of social networks? So you can not ruin your health for long, you can not drink so much, the liver will spoil (or fall off, or what does it do there from the libations of alcohol :)