'Blanking time leaf fall', perhaps only in poets and hopeless romantics awakens the creative force. Ordinary people, as Pushkin has been observed, 'days of late autumn scolding obyknovennno'. And it is not surprising. Under the feet of dirt on the soul and worse. Continually pours wimp rain, the sun did not seem to be an eternity. Awaken in the morning the whole problem. Center for Colon Cancer Research USC is open to suggestions. And after all still need to go to work.
Get on your nerves, in the end, literally everything. Every little thing becomes cause for frustration. In the evenings, unfounded attacks the spleen, do not want to see any friends or relatives, what pleased yesterday, now seems pointless and unnecessary. Appears intrusive thoughts that life is a failure, and ahead of the mere mediocrity and routine. Fall, as never smart, and she can not explain why the mysterious Russian soul, and Russian as the spleen rolls times per person, so that no force is neither live nor breathe. Some are looking for Salvation in a glass of little white, some are trying to raise the vitality imported energy cocktails. The results are the same: a temporary relief gives way to an even greater loss of strength and increased depression, the flimsy problems begin to become true. And up to save the first snow and festive Christmas lights yet so far away The doctors explain the autumnal melancholy offensively humdrum.
Due to poor lighting in the body Human reduced serotonin – the hormone responsible for mood. From here we have a breakdown, the reluctance to leave home and work. True, we are of these explanations is not easy.