I hate this part of the year. I feel like I was burning the midnight oil. It's dark, windy, and it's raining heavily. I'd like to hide in some warm cave and fall to sleep like a mountain bear. The winter is coming but it means that the darkness is coming. How to supposed to live without the light for three months? If you can see the Sun only on Instagram photographs it's been quite depressing, isn't it? In my origin language November, we called Listopad and it means the month when leaves are falling down. My mood varies according to the weather so every year I feel badly in November. I'm lying under the blanket with a mug of coffee and I watch tv series compulsively. This time The Downton Abbey. I don't know why I like this soap opera but I fell in love with this series.