Sleep in the car.
Morning – check-in for the friend, loading the equipment and starting on the videography in Yaroslavl.
On the way back we drove an Pleshcheevo Lake to the Blue Stone.
Videorecord took a little there.
Poshamanil. Walked around.
I thought. Work on yourself. Accepting my mistakes.
More to intervene without demand for the purpose of helping in whose life I will not.
The day turned out to be unloading.
Evening – the forces were enough to get to the Moscow Ring Road, to get into the gas station and fall asleep, muffling the engine.0