Sea-buckthorn oil

In an empty, night tram, leaning against a cold window and deeply immersed in his thoughts, a young man is riding. His mind draws images: the story of a guy and a girl, the opposites of one whole.
In each of us, there are two opposing halves - animus and animus, feminine and masculine. They are in continuous interaction: one part wholly strives to unite, and the other half seeks ways to suppress the first, secretly laying out a plan for deliverance. At the same time, without realizing that separately the parts still do not live. And everything will inevitably return to its former state