Winter, spring, summer, autumn ... And again winter.

Here you can feel the spirit of antiquity. Towels, colored calico suits with elaborate embroideries. But most importantly, you can stop for a while and relax from the everyday race. To feel the very course of time of the past, to plunge into the world of tranquility, pacification, carelessness.

Life is cyclical. Day after day, year after year, we run along the beaten path. Time after time we make our circle of "honor". Everything has become familiar and inconspicuous, like the wallpaper on the wall. How to make it so that everything becomes special? Snatch at least a day from the common marsh routine?

We now have our own rites. Go out with friends to the bar at the end of the week. Olivier for the new year. And on vacation leave somewhere far away, preferably closer to the equator line. And give advice to all.

Whether it's in ancient times - go to the forest, shout, call up the spring. It will come. Today screams do not scream, you just sprinkle with sticky snow. And through the fire, there's also no point in jumping. I will not increase the yield. From our cities, magic disappeared. We no longer feed the brownies and do not guess at Christmas trees. Do not drive roundelays and do not delay the songs in the yards. It became boring to live, bored ...

Change your habits and change your life.