And that's kind of how it started. My love for England. The same year I discovered, no by choise but a big coincidence, J.K. Rowling and The Beatles. And little by little, I was falling more in love with the country where all this magic seemed to come from.
Have you ever dreamed about something for so much time, with so much strength, that you were afraid to actually live it? That's kind of what it happens to me. My whole life, one of my biggest dreams has been knowing England, but I don't want just to go there in some holiday. I'm afraid I would be to blown away by the known places, the tourist, the lights. I'm applying to go studying abroad there next year. I want to be there, get to know its people, get to know its not-so-well-known places. I want to drink coffee in some shop, while it's raining outside. I want to live everything there. So I can live up my dream or end up disappointed.
But at least, I'll have my answer. I'll have one more experience in my life.
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