Volter Sindrom

they say there is Volter sindrom. they say it when someone died. but just becouse one simple thing. he ve seen something perfect. art. paint. sculpture. anything. and this thing was so perfect that u die. immideately. may be becouse ur heart sure u ll never see anything more beautifull.

they say. i dont know.

i just know that yesterday i was crying in Verona. hanging around. watching roofs. passing arena. staying on the Juliett balcony.

one simple thing made Italy so so so so much different from Russia - sun.

tears were there half a night. and in the morning i left for Rome.

i leave near Colloseum by the way...!