Объяснение:
There is such an expression: my house, my fortress, it seems that in our native walls We are restoring our strength, resting, filling ourselves with energy. But this is not about me. if i'm at home i'm constantly hitting the doorframes. when I pick up the knife and make sure to cut my finger. and when I brew coffee, for some reason it always runs away from me. if I have to go to the store, the elevator doesn’t necessarily work .. I feel that the house is no longer my castle.
