We promised autumn weather tomorrow .
And the truth : the cold wind outside the window and acorns loud bang .
We live in an oak forest . 4th floor and the windows there is no view . Solid trees .
And this is called -Tashkent . Surprising. Correctly we bought an apartment in the area. Although, when they bought the trees did not pay attention .
Some nice planted trees 50 years ago . And they grew up. Happy people go and collect acorns in bags. Business . Somewhere they probably exchanged for money. Life goes on . Days pass . And I was bummed . No strength to do anything. Only go here every day to the market, visit my mother and I do it the last effort .
Rest of the time lying next to the cat and trying to teach her Russian language. But it does not work. No ability to Russian . Can try English? Absorbing large coffee mugs . Until half an hour coffee acts , there is some courage .
Here I sit and drink a second cup. Ate just a simple peasant food - pickled cabbage with onion and vegetable oil with salty bacon and Uzbek bread. Eat .
Well, so far .
Go watch football and think thoughts .
Nicholas Rusin .