Winter is the best season of the year: the cold, the rain, the sweatshirts, the blankets, the chills, the umbrellas, the hats, the people who meet despite the bad weather, get out of the hot shower and go under a duvet, drink hot chocolate in front of the fireplace instead of always going to dance because there is nothing to do, the sound of rain on the roofs, looking out the window while everything is flowing, meditating with headphones in your ears and the hot cup in your hands, gloves to warm up, and not being able anymore to put on sunglasses to hide the truth behind your eyes, watch a movie while waiting for it to stop raining, the planned days, I like it.
Winter is for the rich people inside.