Sunday, 20 September 2015 / outfit
September When It Comes
September has trickled around again, and the longing I feel for Liverpool is at its peak. For the first time since infancy, I'm not guided by the academic year. I have nothing to go back to. It feels odd.
Still, I suppose, it grants me the opportunity to see Wolverhampton in autumn. I can follow the railway-turned-nature reserve and count the...
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