For all of us, those renegades of society with [зачем-то] really high empathy index.
For all of us, this year is the hardest year of our lives.
Even if there was tin in the past.
No one might reverse it, most cannot escape it. Just know, my dear ones, that you are not alone in the world. And remember that the transcendental truth is indestructible, and the balance of the mortal world is coming soon.
Everything is passing. This too shall pass.
