My favourite time of the year.

Objectively the best time of year is winter, everyone knows that. But in case someone wants to contradict me, I will give you my reasons.
The clothes are more beautiful in winter and you can wear a lot of clothes hehe, you can also spend a lot of time lying down and it's perfect, everyone will understand.
If that was not enough reason you can eat sopaipillas and soups and abuse of tea and read book with the hipster atmosphere of the rain.

In winter I usually watch series, movies, motivate myself to read and not read enough, eat hot things and soup lying in bed, listen to music and try to learn something while I'm at home, like drawing or pretending that I can do it.
 Now, as I write this, I realize that I do everything I can also do in the summer, but it is not the same, the summer heat suffocates to the point where doing something does not make sense.

The most beautiful memory I have about this season is not in winter. It happened in summer when I was a teenager and with my sisters we went to the south, it was in summer but for a man from Santiago everything that is not 30 degrees is winter. It was incredible to go to Pucon with such a homely climate and the smell of artificial heat that is achieved with firewood.

I think that the reason that underlined my love for winter is my disdain for the capital and the idea that life could be better and less overwhelming in another place, more homely to live.

Next winter (or maybe summer hehe) I think I will go south with my partner.