Spooks of fate, favorites of fortune. They change their rights, give birth to children, receive diplomas, study, go on vacation to the sea, treat a cat, make a fashionable haircut and make friends or swear with someone. And all this is easy. And others - it is hard for them, it is difficult for them to live. They all moan and complain. Everything is given to them with great effort. The rights must be changed, the damned queues and duties. You have to go to the sea - tickets are so expensive, and the sea is dirty and the sea is cold. Pregnancy turns into some kind of protracted illness, almost a disability, the child - into a source of problems and anxieties. Making a haircut is a whole story, and even getting nasty in the salon. Study is pitch darkness and torture. So that's it. The events are the same. And some, and others. No difference at all. Either good or bad events. But some of the events make it a burden and a heavy cross. Others are worried, of course. And they live on. Easily. Or it seems easy. Some breathe, others sigh heavily. And going to the store for sugar turns into an ordeal ... And people with a hard life look with envy at the minions of fate. Not noticing the obvious - the events are about the same. Life is similar. It is warm, sometimes cold, sometimes light, sometimes dark, sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet ... Everyone sometimes gets sick, gets upset, has money problems, changes documents, loses loved ones - such is life. That's that. You need to live easier, breathe easier, move faster; only this is our choice. Live and breathe. Or survive and sigh. Under the same circumstances ...