Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Went to bed at 4, woke up at 8... they greeted me warmly, and we even had time for a walk. Two glasses of champagne – just perfect. I've noticed something strange lately – even after a small amount of alcohol, I have trouble playing the guitar; I often make mistakes, hmm...

and in my childhood, it seemed to me that I was being watched on the street, as if there was some kind of conspiracy, and I wasn't exactly chosen, but rather a test subject.

Yeah, yeah. When I walked down the street past parked cars, it seemed like they would start up and run me over :D

Happy New Year to everyone!