Симулятор Бездомного

Start a new life on Monday and not end it on Tuesday

Going into business in the early 90s and not coping with debt futures due to high market volatility, and a number of failures and miscalculations,% username% lost all its highly liquid assets. And the more I faced the unbearable dullness of being, the more I had to reflect on the new social realities and surrender even more to the arms of the green serpent. The metaphysical search led to an existential crisis amid worries about the global problems of mankind, while reality eluded attention. The constant stay in an altered state of consciousness caused by alcohol led to a complete loss of human appearance and a fall to the last step of the social hierarchy ... It was impossible to know how many years the stay in alcoholic oblivion lasted, but one day, once again waking up in a ditch under a fence, in the brain clouded with acetaldehyde, a consistent truth suddenly arose, an overvalued idea, almost samadhi of which the most skillful yogi would envy: "Start a new life on Monday and not end it on Tuesday."