I love to watch the rain streams on the windshield ...
I like to look under my feet when I am in a bad mood, and I have to go for an infinitely long time ... It doesn't matter where to go ...
I love to look into the sky and into puddles. I like puddles. I like it since childhood. I like to go out early, when there is a thin layer of ice on the puddles and break this ice first ... when you step on this thin crust of ice, and it breaks and crunches with a crackle under your boots.
I love loneliness and silence, I do not like noisy crowds in which you can be an element in the general joyful madness ...
I like to go outside at night before going to bed ... Eyes stick together, shiver from freshness and coolness, and high, high - such bright stars in the infinitely transparent dark heights ... The full moon shines directly overhead, and around it - multi-colored circles. I want to stand forever, but my neck is numb, everything else is freezing and peaceful, I go to bed ...
I love raspberries, strawberries, but not from a cup, but straight from the bush ... I love this state of gluttony of the eyes, hands and stomach, when you put one juicy berry into your mouth, at this time you pluck another, and your eyes eagerly prowl through the bush in search of the third. Sweet aromatic berry melts in your mouth. Mmmm ... Bliss ...
And what do you love???