I am moving home again..only to another room in another part of the city but it does not feel like I am only just leaving a house I feel like I am leaving the whole world as it has been since day one. You see my home is in London but I was born in Liverpool but in a way its like I never left because the first decade I have lived here I unconsciously created my life as it was there here...I think part off me has never wanted to leave and did not want to leave but I had no choice there was nothing left for me there and it would have been even more devastating if I would have stayed...I have many dreams about Liverpool . I feel a terrible greif for what could have been if I could have stayed but that world is lost forever. I am learning how to let go and accept what is.