Walking at my work in dawn morning I knit my brows and discontentedly huddle up of cooling I realize that I need to raise my spirits. For this I'm inventing different games and amuse with my self as much as it is possible. Usually games are obtruded by my sleeping mind and they aren't complicated, their aim is just to tug me from dreams. Today's game is called "Gold". The rules are simple - I need to see something connected with this precious metal around myself. Well, the sky has golden strips near by horizon and there soon will appear golden sun, the golden leaves have been dropped under the pedestrians' feet, the car in the street lamp's light seems golden... I wear beige-golden jacket and red-golden hair, the man coming towards me should have skilful fingers- golden hands (why it can't be true?), about this girl skills I'm sure, she works at the shop where fabrics are sold and she sews wonderful models and I'm sure that there are lots of people hurrying at work now who have