Но есть те, кто смотрит, кто смотрит на звезды с другой стороны

Today I was so close to war...

I mean I was on my way from auto repair shop to my girlfriend's home and stopped somewhere at a red traffic light.

Some nice (though russian) music in my radio, the sun was shining and I was very happy.

And then I turn my head left to see who's standing next to me - Tbilisi is a small city, here you can very easy meet your long-time-no-see friend or relative, even a celebrity or a politician on the street.

I saw THE WAR.

There were three cars - some old Mercedes 124s.
EVERY window of this three cars were covered with a bullet-proof vests with title: PRESS
Some of the vests were shot. As some of the windshields.
Also doors, and everything else.
Different sizes and types of tires - only essential to drive away.

They looked at me - the journalists. Broken camera in hand, wounded head, tired eyes, some with dry tears...

I turned the music off.

The war IS coming to Tbilisi, even if not with a russian soldier.