Not such, as all

On a table the pack lay money,
At it I looked thoughtfully, gloomy,
With a look plaintive and passionate,
The person is enough not young,
And beautiful slender person.
He went in for sports always,
But he liked to smoke sometimes.
Right there at the left paper lies,
And products are bought by him in department store.
On them he wrote something quickly,
He sat long at a table
And something I did, I left then,
I came and again sat down,
Of something I thought, he lit right there,
I dreamed a little and smiled,
I came to kitchen and I ate,
Returned again, I have a sleep a little,
So, hour four it lay,
Then woke up, stretched.
He got out of bed at the very same time,
Suddenly swayed, позевал,
Eyes didn't want to open,
He ran in a bathroom quicker,
Hands water I gathered,
And it I washed the eyes.
It returned to the room quickly,
In additives something he grunted,
Then it took the first step,
As if small child,
To which year was executed recently.
There was a sun because of clouds,
Behind a window good weather,
It all proud young,
A table I reached and I sat down,
And something was written quickly by him,
Having taken the hand a clean sheet of paper.