Ivan Kopylov

A black comedy rhyming harsh allusions to the "Russian spring" with a private wedding story.

In the center of the story is the main character’s monologue about the anxiety caused by viewing Instagram feeds. There, all the time, someone lives better than her! Her conclusion is both sad and funny: "Every time I am in the opposite place from happiness and in anxiety." Will she find a way out of this state? How will her man, to whom she tells everything, react to this monologue?