Clay-colored buildings, long days, always cold feet. Sometimes I stop and think: how did I end up here?
I feel the ice on the tips of my fingers, but I can’t stop typing; I must be crazy. Tea with milk, breakfast that looks like lunch, and cars are backwards. I must be lost, am I really here?
Today I woke up with Penny Lane in my head and remembered that I’m just a few minutes away from there. Surreal.
Doctor Who on TV and someone asks if he accepts a cup of tea, but I think the voice comes from somewhere else. The place is here, next to me, a virtual love that became the most real thing in my life. And he is real, I am real, the dream is real.
Maybe I’m crazy, but I’m really here.
I’m here, Liverpool is now my home. ♥
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