This is it.. the landscape that I'm picturing now, but In different circumstances of course.. I went out of home, with the cold, the dark night, and that smell embraced me.. the moisture makes me think what I like of the autumn and winter and is that sensation, the remembrance of the south of Chile, the dew on the grass, the woods, the firewood, the farm animals, the peaceful and the feeling of freedom despite you're only a little piece in this world. I love that sensation, I love being in the south for that reason, I'd love to live there and filling me with all that... I don't know but every year I lack that, I feel that environment it's missing. And then.. I picture this.. Not exactly this cottage, but all of you can find there.. a little cabin, the country, the dawn, the cold while you're drinking a tea or a coffee, being just the nature and you, joying that kind of life, joying being yourself in that atmosphere. Even it could ...
