We all know how it happens - grayness and impenetrable gloom are suddenly replaced by the sun. And now the foliage on the trees has dried up and sparkled with bright colors, and the sky is blue again, and depression and melancholy are receding. I want to breathe deeply, “live, think, feel, love, make discoveries.” This miracle has a name - Indian summer. Nature seems to be teaching us: we shouldn’t lose hope, we shouldn’t give up on our destiny. Happiness will definitely come - unexpectedly, overnight. And the melancholy of everyday life will be replaced by a holiday - after all, it is in our power: to discern our happiness.