Tell me that never happened to you.
I’m not referring to the sex and costumes of the characters. It is, of course, a metaphor for revelation. I mean the atmosphere of endless conversation with your soul mate. When it seems that every word you say flies straight to the target and instantly responds with sincere emotion.
When you understand every breath of your companion.
I’ll let you in on a secret. Such a state is easily achievable.
To do this, you need to sit down to dinner in a warm company, and in the morning the most faithful and understanding person will stay with you.
The prerequisite is that you must honestly destroy all stocks of alcohol in the house.
Everything else will happen by itself.
Your frequencies will match so much that you will not even have to talk. You will understand each other perfectly.
Just sometimes lift your gaze from the glass and catch your friend’s gaze.
It is not too difficult, having experience of alcoholic libations.
If you don’t have that experience, it’s best not to try to replicate what you see in this picture.)
