Charcoal was almost burned. Instead, the stars began to contrast on a dark sky. They did not seem bothered by the bright moon or liquid clouds.
I did not want to move, though I felt cold even through blanket. The breeze seemed to become warmer and gentler.
Can not say that I was very intrigued. It was rather like the film in which you are about to expect denouement.
- In each case - continued Ted - next to the sign-signal there was a man who finished gestalt of my inner understanding of changes. Probably without these people and social interaction, I would not be inclined to a certain choice, would not move on, leaving the past and therefore would not become those who I am.
- One of these people was and Howard Dod, master on the construction site, whom I noticed one day on the way to work to auto service. Actually I did not notice the construction until the time when the pile driver machine was delivered on the prepared pad. Loud and rhythmic work of machine that leaves a powerful piles, simply could not attract the attention. I stopped and watched. Evidently it was a long time because my presence was noticed. I distracted only when a burly guy in uniform and orange helmet with logo shielded the whole view and knocked on the window of the car.
- Later, Howard said that he was confused: "Why there is some dude and what does he need?"
But seeing a genuine interest he invited me into a storeroom. During the week I worked in construction. They did not trusted me a pile driver machine, but in the other building matters I could show myself, and even to learn and discover more.
- People who know exactly what they want are very lucky. They go to purpose. Even when they deviate from the course, it is only because of the headwind, which leads to the need to make the appropriate tack. A good example is my older sister Edith, but will talk about her next time.
- Lets come inside - Ted helps to get up, such excessive gallantry looks not like the actions of my coevals - You will freeze.
We entered the living room where five or six young bodies reflected the rhythms. Justin is too sweet for me...
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