For you, the new year with Leon was not some kind of holiday. Just an ordinary day. Time began to go faster and faster, and it was pointless to celebrate all these holidays. Once again, on your New Year's table there are not salads with all possible goodies, but wine and cigarettes. Once again, you lay wearily in each other's arms, ignoring the fireworks outside the window and the cheers of the neighbors. "Time is going too fast, isn't it?" Leon asked, stroking your back.