When you wake up alone in the morning, without the help of a neighbor’s heart-rending mantra, called “Yulia, how you ate me, and so did your mother.” When you have all the equipment working, and you don’t have to remember all the saints and their relatives in the morning. When your kittens have never run over your head during the night and there are no traces of an alien invasion on your face. When opening the faucet, you are not greeted from head to toe by a powerful emotional outpouring of binary inorganic connection. When that damn dog with little cubs and a very big ego won’t greet every falling apricot at your windows. When… When it will be – I will tell you later