I am currently writing this at one of the Starbucks’ locations spread around Sydney. It’s been a while since my last visit (the iced caramel macchiato tastes different), but today was the perfect day for it. I can see the rain starting to pour from the window. I didn’t bring an umbrella, and the bus station is a seven-minute walk away, but I couldn’t be happier. Winter always awakens something in me. Some people are surprised when I express my love for this season, especially given my Mediterranean roots. But a few understand it; they mention the coziness of staying indoors with warm drinks. While I enjoy the idea of…