My Sunday

Yesterday was the first autumn day. This day was fantastic and really sad for me.  I jumped with the parachute again. It was even better than the first time. I felt some ease. It was absolutely indescribably. You should to try. I thought that I’m a unique person. And that was fantastic. But this jump was very short. And at 9:30 am, I was returning to my home. And I had my usual day.

But than I had a meeting with my good friend. This person is very important to me. But now I started thinking that we should end our communication. Every our meeting I think that will be something special, but nothing happen. And it’s very difficult to me to maintain our relationships. I want only one thing: to see him again, before my leaving. And I want to tell him everything that I wanted but I was afraid.