Мой бедный мозг, похож на арбуз сегодня...И вообще...

My poor brain, looks like a watermelon today ... And in general - apparently it will explode soon. That would be sitting on the priest exactly in Russia, but no, it incurred the devil knows where. Easy ways, you see, we’re not looking ... Give us more difficult. ???? Where to take all the strength and courage? And most importantly - courage. Today, for example, drifted and could not say an absolutely simple thing. That is, it’s so - here it’s generally worse and harder for me. I was somehow bolder in Russia. And here, such fear sometimes rolls over, usually it is of course connected with the language, that you simply marvel at it. Things that did not seem to be complicated before suddenly become like huge weights. Heavy. Difficult. Okay ... slowly.