We have long dreamed of such a pair of weekends - me and my favorite hero. Hero - because "being my friend" is already heroic in itself. You have to be able to hide after a week of being in the same room together - to wait out a little "storm." That's what I call my hard-to-explain condition when you just can't stand any person within a few meters of you, you want to close yourself off in a huge, bright room with a couch and a book, or dance disks, or just a cat. And enjoy the pleasure of solitude...😍😍
