Hi Mum, that sounds gorgeous!
Here is my small tale of making my way home to my new apartment.
It was evening
I stopped at a coffee shop on the way home from school to have a tea, sit outside and absorb an unfamiliar part of Montreal downtown.
Behind me two men spoke quickly in Arabic and smoked cigarettes.
I was reading a book of dreams by Naguib Mahfouz.
A man came up to me and asked me where I got my red adidas jacket. He said he'd been looking for one just like it for 5 years. Did I want to sell it to him?, he asked.
After he left I went back to reading the book of dreams.
This is dream number 5.
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