Hello. I'm 28 years old, I live alone. I work, I'm getting a second degree. I have a wild envy of my neighbors who live upstairs. I live in this apartment 4 years and all this time they from 11 pm to 3 am organize marathons with sighing and puffing. How they manage to get up at 6am and go to work all day, I don't know. But every morning and every evening I see them in the entryway and say hello. They look happy, always hugging each other. They have two sons. I don't know how they do it. In case I find a worthy man, I have to be ready.