And here comes autumn again. It's gloomy, wet and chilly. There is a smell of rain, damp soil and overrotten leaves. Melancholy comes bit by bit. But witty dietarians advise that one can comfort eat it with various tasty things, chocolates or cheese, for instance. And then you can look upwards, on coloured trees, whose leaves look alike balloon colours, faded, but romantic cloud. And, what's more, you can be surprised at the sweetness of your languour. Listen to good poems or songs so that the words would tease you. Remind yourself of a meeting with friends at the upcoming Moscow festival. And maybe even better — in foggy and moist Belgium. About what these autumn forums will be we are writing in this issue. So just choose for yourself.