Yellow Flower

He allowed him to give birth to a son, start a family and buy two houses - one in London, the other in Spain in a landfill. Mikhail watched Russian TV channels, drank with his compatriots, but mostly slept. In Russia, he could sleep both day and night. In his dream, he returns to the first five years of the 1990s, every minute 5 thousand rubles of debt, interest on the debt, his temples are pounding, sweat is oozing, on Monday he will lose real estate if he does not pay 100 million, but on Sunday morning - according to tradition - he goes to the island to play football. He is a central striker.
Maria saw him: In her dreams she always looks at the sun like a sunflower. Even if she can't see the sun through the curtains and blinds.

Misha suffered in Andalusia. The sea seemed cold to her.
The children were already chatting. She studied English with them.
Maria knew him. Misha was an exemplary alpha male, he regularly had to prove his superiority and be recognized. He loved to have fun, missed the noise of the street outside the window of the Spanish house, missed friends and hated loneliness." Find yourself and settle down..." is a phrase from the movie, isn't it? It's not about him. We are not him. Let them do what they want. The consumption that has taken over your body belongs to you and only to you. You won't be able to please him anymore. It is Alpha and will never become Omega. He needs confirmation. Like oxygen. This is his way of life. If he lives differently, it's not him. And I need another one.