“Seems like you need help outside of my professional scope. My friend Olga is a great psychotherapist-spesh, and she won’t charge much. Would you like me to write you a referral? By the end of the year, you’ll be as good as new.” Dr. Watson was smiling, but she was serious.
“This disorder, she won’t be able to cure.”
Dr. Watson looked into his eyes for a long time before she realized that he was telling the truth.
How far away the sky seems, when you’re lying on the grass …
The woman’s naked body, her scent, her arms, her timid, wandering kisses …
The sky covered them with thousands of drifting lotuses—a living and tender blanket. If you pull it aside, there won’t be only the scorching light of the white sun, there will also be stars.
A whole sky full of stars.
Moscow. January–June, 1999.
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