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In general, nothing has changed, you still wake up in the morning, wash, make coffee, lazily wince at your breakfast, only every day it gets darker outside the window.
And one day your alarm clock will ring, you will open your eyes and see the night. This means that it is autumn in your city. Autumn is like an exquisite disease: at first you admire the change of colors, grab the falling leaves with your hands, but you already begin to feel some kind of unearthly sadness and are imbued with quiet tenderness for your loved ones, as if tomorrow they too will disappear with the last leaf that falls on the asphalt. But time passes, and the poetic veil fades from autumn, revealing bare trees, cold, cloudy slush and the first wet snow, quickly turning into mud under the feet of cold people with gloomy faces. But the colder and more hopeless the darkness outside, the more comfortable the warm soft light in the apartment seems. And if summer is the time to run away from home towards the unrealistic dreams of the teenage soul, then late autumn is the time to return.